The first country I ever visited in Africa was Mozambique, over five years ago. It still is my one true love on this continent. After three weeks here I'm leaving tomorrow for Johannesburg, and already I'm starting to feel home sick for Moz, or as they say in Portuguese:
tenho saudades. Life's rhythm, the mix of people and colours, the Mozambican friendliness, there is so much to return for. On top of that the progression in this country in southern Africa is clearly visible. I haven't been here for four years, and I am amazed by the developments I see. One more night in Maputo – final nights in Africa tend to last until dawn – and then:
até approxima (till next time)...
The first country I ever visited in Africa was Mozambique, over five years ago. It still is my one true love on this continent. After three weeks here I'm leaving tomorrow for Johannesburg, and already I'm starting to feel home sick for Moz, or as they say in Portuguese: tenho saudades. Life's rhythm, the mix of people and colours, the Mozambican friendliness, there is so much to return for. On top of that the progression in this country in southern Africa is clearly visible. I haven't been here for four years, and I am amazed by the developments I see. One more night in Maputo – final nights in Africa tend to last until dawn – and then: até approxima (till next time)...
