Roupa

Clothing.

A concerning report from the friend I socialised with last night, after he set off on his journey into the depths of Niassa Province. A tyre blew out and he careered off the road. The saving grace was that it happened on a dusty track after leaving the faster main road that connects Niassa with the neighbouring province.

For me it was a quiet day in Lichinga, taking in the local vibe of clothes hawkers and motorbike taxi drivers.