We are processing the material collected the former days since we are here in Siachilaba. From a far distance we hear the music being played in the shops at the road, often drowned by all sorts of bird-sounds and occasionally distracted through boats, ferries and canoes crossing or floating along the Zambezi river – right in front of our little huts we staying in.
What else could there be to wish for as for working place??? Okay, a bit more caffeine could help in certain moments…