Angola

Here is the courtyard of the Mosaiko Cultural Center, the place where I live and work here in Angola. Sort of boring, but I thought people might like the mundane things as well.

Out here at Kilometer 12, there are no stores, but there are many stands in front of people's houses selling crackers and drinks.

I finally arrived in Angola. It feels strangely like home. Not much has changed in the two years since I have been here, except now it is the end of the rainy season.