This trip was going to be different. I for one, have never updated my will before any other trip. And I wasn’t alone. Out of the five of us that were going, three updated their wills and/or life insurance policies in the weeks before we left.
An interesting account of a motorcycle trek across Angola, with some cool photos. (Possibly NSFW for a few topless pics)
When we get close to the river we find a police post and a settlement. We have been told many stories of corrupt police. That you have to report to the police in every town. That they ask for copies of all passports and other papers. People even take documents with with lists of the travellers and their passport no’s, explaining the purpose of their trip in portuguese etc.
As we stop in front of the police post, Hennie’s approach is to make the universal down-the-hatch sign and shout “CERVEJA” at the approaching policeman. Less than a minute later and we are downing beers under a tree with the police.
I hate cities. To me they are just large containers for the desperate. Out in the rural areas one can be poor, but still live with integrity and self respect. I normally avoid cities like the plague when on a bike trip. Today I need what it offers though and so we descend.
I have read everything up to this point. This, by far, is something that i think will really stick with me.
I’m looking forward to reading the rest of this, but my eyes need a break…haha