WAYAKURUA: Welcome in Herero language
WAYAKURUA, Welcome in Herero language.
Here in Opuwo this little dusty town, so close to Angola where i have spended my last days waiting for some spares that i have broken thanks of this blody corrigation,
While of this, i have enjoyed and i am enjoying of the hospitality of their people, and at the same time i am learning abaut the culture of those different ethnic groups.
they offer to this town, colors, flavors real tradition, and i guess is what it makes this town so especial.
Not far from this, low mountains full of pretty mopane trees, let their valleys flow down to the magnificent Kunene river, is there where the Epupa and Ruacana falls show their wildest side, their waters roar with all the strenght try to find their way down to the low lands, to give live to the dry fields.
Those magnificent falls, look like they are posing for those hundreds of tourist that go there to see the inmensity of the nature on a real size.
And not far from there , here in Opuwo and outskirts live pass by very slow, it,s like the engine of life only had thwo speed, but this at the same time makes this dusty town, a very paceful place , also i have to say that there is no violence here, and even the poorest people look happy , for me everybody has his place here or way to make a easy and traditional way of life , simply wonderful….
And of course for those who need more excitement, they just wait for the hundreds of tourist that come every week with little plains to see the way of living of those ethnic groups.
This is whay the interisting Ovahimbas, Ovazembas,Ovatwa, Ovahakaona and also the Hereros recive them , a big WAYAKURUA, and big asmile of course , but not with out the paying fee that they ask to everybody who wants to share or see there traditional life, some they will buy some souvenirs , some they just admired , and others they just fight to take the best shot , to show to their friend on their way back home.
But during the afternoon when the sun is already tired and the plains finally leave Opuwo with a long dusty trail behind them, is when Opuwo find its way back to the afrikan ritme, and just let the life pass with out asking so much.
So, it,s like this that me at only two days to cross the Kunene river , and putting the Halima,s wheels and my hopes into Angolan land, i dream i do it from the trench of my solitude, and i am living at the ritme of the tradition says here, i am enjoying and living with the anxiety of doing it , with out paying much attention of the future, because in the end of the day we like or not , we are right or wrong , here we are.
WAYAKURUA In Opuwo i am feeling again in Afrika….
HEALTH AND GOOD JOURNEY, NANDO.
THE MOST DIFFICULT THING IS TO KNOW OUERSELVES, THE EASIEST ONES IS TO TALK BAD THINGS ABAUT THE OTHERS.