THE ZOO OF HORRORS
Bangkok, Maputo and Oaxaca. Three diverse forms of cureuular animals
Maputo
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Mozambique, ten images
Mozambique was my home for more than two and a half years. A country full of contrasts that wander between diluted or reborn. It can be the great jewel of South Africa if they decide to really bet on it. Mozambique must decide what it wants to be.
A biopsy in Mozambique
I submitted two weeks before the consultation and she had forgotten to tell me that day did not come Dr.. Since then we have made a certain friendship that was forged with a smile. "I guess tomorrow will arrive alive", I told him to settle his confusion.
Ruta VAP (II): Things waters of the Indian
Until recently Mozambique was one of the poorest countries in the world. No wonder. What I have seen so far and what I have been told shows me a face of Africa a little different from the one I knew. The Portuguese had to leave in 24 hours, which did not allow a minimally planned decolonization, shortly after there was a fifteen year civil war. The result is that the few Portuguese infrastructures have been lost.
Ruta VAP: la tercera vía
That night we go almost all the legendary Gil Vicente to hear a local band some cheer after the 1908, cool bar from Maputo, until and late hours. Back at the hotel, on the avenue 24 July, a roadblock trying to cash. Want money because Txarli not carry the passport. Play hold me until he sees that no note and let me go. 100 meters later we stop other agents again ...
madness and humor
In a psychiatric hospital while bombs were falling sick went outside to hold the fireworks; in a market a group of soldiers who never flees terrified a city flat hearing gunshots they believe are ambushed.
Dialogues with Maputo
The early morning assault on the imagination Maputo. The wind stands still at the gates of his gray ash beach while lonely dogs prepare to go to sleep unmanned what they come over. Then the city, during the few minutes that the light is denouncing everything for the first time, boiling between the roar of thousands of people who do not know where to go.
Maputo: little account of the flood
Then leave the streets and houses are flooded. You see people getting into cubes sky home, floating furniture, tin roofs that break. The city is paralyzed, especially in cardboard Maputo, where the nearby sea seems less violent than those neighborhoods lost quagmire. Everything about this affliction in which African coups become customary.
A photo
Every day I have to put forward a picture in this magazine and I guess surprise many of my readers from as far. Every day I walk through a world of markets that smells of dried fish and a strange life which spreads before me.
The market for stolen Maputo
It's nine o'clock, I have not had coffee yet, and I just found out last night that I have stolen the rearview mirror and car headlights. It's nine in the morning and another guy threatens to fuck more plaque on your plate that formalizes robberies.
TRAVEL TO THE PAST PRESENTS AFRICAN TOUR!
The route Viajesalpasado, Villas do Indian and South African Eland Expeditions, Malawi and Mozambique aims to teach part of the lesser known South African. It is a full path in which we crossed by three national wildlife parks; a national park in the middle of paradise islands of the Indian Ocean ...
Amore and Misteria in Maputo
Maybe not the best time to teach that in the back were two other people, more when we found out later that at that time was one of the officers gun unholstering (amidst all the tension, was much, the situation was even comical)
Maputo: the most beautiful train station in the world
Maputo has an important historical legacy. Account, say, with one of the ten most beautiful train stations in the world, designed by Eiffel; a fort in which he played the fate of the colonies of South Africa; an iron house as beautiful as useless and the arena to the south of the planet. A special city.
Mozambique: sense of freedom
The city falls apart like cardboard soaked by rain. Its rugged skin of tall buildings in the center, of concrete sidewalks with reluctance and constant hole, does not prevent the city has the same philosophy that all major African cities I've visited: throng outside misery, unsuitable sales stalls, fruit stored on timbers or shoes littered the streets. City, however, perhaps by the beautiful sound of Portuguese, seems closer; almost, at times, more Caribbean than African.
