Angola .. a few days. We started
me, Mr. Greg, and my mom at a time in this new country, at a time of family reunion ...
was the first time I arrived in a new country in the morning, usually the flights arrive late in the evening but this time we left the airport at 8.00 in full light and full life in Luanda. Very first impact: moisture. And 'mid-winter, not hot, in fact, but it is wet, so, so do not know whether to stay in a tank top or long sleeve. On the way home from
look out the window and note with amazement, even if Matt had told me that the city is mostly made up of tall buildings, a new high for me ... in Africa ... is Uganda and Tanzania and the palaces were rare, with some modern construction, never very high and yet here it seems a bit 'to be the pillar of Bologna. The roads are nice and paved, dirt around me is not new but the neglect is apparent. The clothing of the young is very daring, the first thing I say is that I feel much better atmosphere than West Africa (many young people with the i-pod in your ears, many well-stocked shops and almost everything seems to be masonry rather than in barracks, the next day at the beach I see a bunch of guys working or playing-with-a laptop macintosh last generation). The city is a continuous construction, cranes and barriers everywhere ... and slowly ... we get to the Ilha peninsula on which we live, you can see the sea on both sides of the road and is a strong emotion for us because we are not accustomed to cities sea \u200b\u200band above all to think that it is ocean!
The house is simple, but there is all a bit 'counted (a frying pan, two cups, no decent knife that cuts ...) and we are left with no light but what Matt and I are accustomed, indeed reminds us of the hard but exciting period of Ikonda ... my mom is a bit 'less used and is trying to adapt to not having a grater, to use boiled water and filtered ... the concrete floor with some spider ... but I think that if is doing fine . In the early days, we placed all our things, created a play area for mr. Greg and tried to give a little 'heat the house with our colored fabrics and objects around is ... taking shape even if the list of things to buy gets longer every day. Nothing essential means, but two stick to hang the towels and a bowl to store the salad could always comfortable doing ... we'll see when and if these objects you can buy!
The courtyard outside is spacious, is not green, there is concrete, but Mr. Greg runs in the big bike and can only stay out quietly ... but the best is that there is a beach 100 meters ... 100 meters of garbage and smells like pee to cross but at least there is a beach and a few meters is also clean and you can play with rake and shovel and breathe the salt air of the ocean that fills the nostrils and makes you a good mood ... it's winter now that you are happy at the beach even during the hottest hours, it is always windy and there has never in the hot sunshine. I believe that our days will alternate between the beach and looking for some fruit or vegetables (rare and expensive) by Donnell on the roadside.
We want to turn and look around but in the meantime it is good that I focus on the language ... I feel crippled without being able to communicate, and try to figure out which side ... then we turned a bit 'at a time perhaps we can begin to move the meantime
'yet another new adventure has begun, will continue ... as we see the next episode ...!
It was a joy to start the fire. 
