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Phantom requests notwithstanding, I will continue with the planned programme - in a day or two. After all, Graça Machel's statements on the international stage have less impact on me than does exiting a chapa by the window, which I found myself doing on the way to the office a few Saturdays ago. It was far easier than forcing a way through the solid wall of fellow-passengers who stood between me and the door. Everyone understood. I'd worried that the cobrador might take me for a fare-dodger, but he just waited for me to figure out which way was up, then accepted my payment as usual. It all points to the reduction in public transport in Maputo, due in turn to rising fuel prices. I've since walked to the office on weekends.

Having said all that, last week I played host to my colleagues Kevin and Felix from Rwanda, who were all-eyed with admiration for the impressive gas guzzlers on Maputo streets. You don't see vehicles like that in Rwanda, they assure me. Rwanda dictates equality to its citizens; Mozambique breezily allows some to be more equal than others.