We had some Angolans stay with us in our house, Cordencio and his sister. They were here in Mozambique because Cordencio's wife died recently, so they had a funeral for her. It is a sad story. Tina was his sisters name. She knew I was learning to speak portugues and that I don't understand that well. She spoke to me sooo fast. It really didn't sound like portugues at all. Sometimes when I didn't understand, I would look at Alex for translation and Alex wouldn't even know what she said. Pretty funny. One night we were sitting in the kitchen chatting. She was telling me how my butt is big and that I will be fat one day. "Mulher Grande" those are the words she used. That was a confidence booster. I don't give it credit though because she also told me I will have twins next year... and then another set of twins the year after. Lets just say all africans are not alike. Angolans are not equal to Mozambicans.
Yesterday we stopped into a pasteleria for some business and saw a guy sitting by himself with his guitar in the chair next to him. Of course, Alex stops to talk to this man once he saw the guitar. Turns out his name is Albino. He LOVES music. He told us how much he loves Jimi Hendrix, Led Zepplin, Bob Dylan, Etc. He showed us some of his skills on the guitar, as did Alex. We stayed and talked to him for 45 minutes or so, he turned out to be a really nice guy. We parted ways and that was that.
|Albino and Alex in pasteleria|
Albino playing "Stairway to Heaven"
Albino showing us his solo skills
Today we were driving in Maputo, and we pulled over to the side of the road to drop off Fernando (one of the workers) and Alex looks out the window to his right, and a man looks at him at the exact same time as he was walking past the car, and who could it be? ALBINO! He had his guitar in hand walking along the road. What are the chances in a city with 1.5 million people? It was awesome. We gave him a ride to where he was going, he has some kind of disorder where he has trouble walking. As we were driving we turned on some Manchester Orchestra (my favorite band) to show him our music. He loved it. "Manshesterd Orcheestraw" Thats how he said it.
|Ignore my face, I was trying to be discreet in taking this picture|
Albino riding in our car
Tonight we went over to a members house for dinner. They treated us so well. Laurinda was her house. She has a small little house made of cinder blocks with metal material for a roof. She made us the dinner in the back yard. She taught me how to cook mozambican style. It was nice. They gave me a capulana as a gift. She is so poor and easily spent 1/10 of her monthly salary to feed us the meal. She has 8 kids to care for, most of them aren't hers, they are just homeless kids. They are so cute though! And they are so fun to play with. We sent the boys to catch the rooster, they were chasing that thing around the whole neighborhood. Sadly, they never caught it.
|Me and Felicidade|
|Me and Will doing "pedras" or "stones"|
I taught him that. :)
|Laurinda teaching me to pilar|