Slowly but you get used to everything. With each passing day sees the city a little nicer, and every day I learn a bit more Portuguese ...
It is fascinating to see how has such an unsorted country but each its place and there are a lot of unwritten rules by which all somehow works. And you realize that life is much more important than for hot showers, washing machines, clean houses, wash- Water and a car in the garage. Life is good here and you meet a lot of incredibly nice people.
What you see in Maputo but can be as close to rich and poor side by side. There are areas with huge mansions and next Wellblechhuetten. On Sunday we were at the beach, where street children have asked us for our remaining food. They were not pushy at all, but then have crashed in the rest of our chicken and the fries and then thanked profusely. Something is impressive and makes one think.
In my family, I am well. My mother likes me, I have gained the reputation as soon as she realized that I can drink and be happy again with her sitting in a pub. My host sisters rob me last nerve sometimes, but they are all sweet. And I'm totally a lot of freedom, it is all well and fine what I do and I think that this is very important if one really is there for a year. However, I
are the methods of education here rather strange and even dealing with animals is very different than ours. We have for example, three puppies, but they are locked up all day and not get out.
Sleep is here in Mozambique also does not respect long ago as in Germany. There is of course not sleep there and also in the house no one takes sleeping Ruecksicht. Unabashedly one runs through the rooms where it accounts for inspection at any time in the light or awaken the people, when you need them. Moreover, there is somehow the whole country from early risers. No one is sleeping normally much longer than eight, even on weekends.
My work is at present rather frustrating. I work really together with an NGO, but has as yet not at all for me to do. For days you sit around in the office there and the only thing to do is to watch television. I'm there with another German, we have now explicitly asked for work, they seem to give an effort and promise much, but until now it has not happened, we only know that they work for two weeks on a plan .. .
am For the first time in my life I really thought about the color, probably because I now in the minority category and is daily in the streets realize that I look different. Often, one's word for "white" called on Changana behind. Luckily I know what that means "black", so I reply with it and the people find it terribly funny and laugh. But I hardly get used to it, that one already, without anything to say or do is in a separate role. A few days ago I happened for example that one has just left me in a full Chapa, the blacks were not allowed inside of me. Something is a totally STUPID situation and without any real knowledge of languages is one too often helpless ... As far as my impressions
here in Mozambique. Soon I'm here a month and currently I'm looking forward to the eleven other eligible yet.
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