En ruta hacia Moanda

14% climbs…. Where falling seems to be obvious. To avoid losing traction on the back Wheel I have to sit on the saddle and push from my kidneys. The trucks take over at a very high speed and I am swallowing a great amount of dust. Dust mixed with sweat sticks on my body and my clothes, a horrible feeling.
When I stop at night, I take off the wet clothes and hang them up to dry. But next day, at 6am, the clothes are still wet and humid. I have to put them on and the feeling is horrible.
I do have some happy moments thanks to the people I bump into, like this girl with almost natural electrified hair. Her hairdo takes three hours but in Africa time is part of their wealth.

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