Batucas and Bats in the Belfry

I finally made it to mass. It's freaky how much the Cathedral in Quelimane looks like Our Lady of the Concrete (St. Francis de Sales), in Muskegon. Picture St. Francis but replace the organ with drums (batucas....although I don't know how it's actually spelled). Then pepper in the occasional squeak from the bats who perch on the high concrete ceiling, and you've got mass in Mozambique! Everything was the same as mass in the USA, except that communion was total chaos. No order or method, just get in line whenever the spirit moves you.

Went to the ATM today to get money to pay rent, but the line was ridiculous. And one thing I've noticed about lines in Africa, is that there are no rules. Everyone cuts. Nobody stands single file. And yet, nobody seems to mind--except me.