February 4. Portuguese and Proletarian.

Oswaldo and I buy some of the materials for the exhibition of the children’s paintings and photographs. With our donation of 10,000 Meticais most of the expenses are covered.

Yeon sleeps today and regains energy.

Mozambique is treating us well. Maputo might be crowded, and I might have freaked out standing with my beloved backpack in a jampacked bus, deprived of space and air, but generally it’s a distinctive almost Cuban easy-goingness that we find on the those streets. People are relaxing here, and they don’t seem to mind living amidst the debris of the Portuguese and the Proletarian, the colonial and communist history. Mao Tse-Tung and Kim Il-Sung are names of streets, and at the crossroads of them you can enjoy the local apple cider.