Global Poverty Monitor

When we got to the Holiday Inn, James appeared with Olga. He had arranged for us to visit a high school, and was a little upset that we were not ready to go. It had been mentioned when we were in Maputo the first time, but we didn’t know that the plans had been finalized, and no time had been set.

So we all piled into the van, and for some reason James didn’t come with us, but left us in the hands of Olga. We went to the Maputo High School, and had a look around, but unfortunately whoever it was that we were supposed to be meeting with was not there because we were too late. I found the school to be very impressive – the students were all wearing a clean, smart uniform, and the school looked well maintained. The school was huge, two storey, and although the classrooms were old-fashioned, they were clean and roomy, with enough seats for everyone.