6.30 am start today and our convoy was headed to Andulo provence about two hours out of Kuito. We enjoyed tarmac for some of the journey but dirt roads for a significant distance too, a very bumpy ride. About an hour into the journey we stopped the cars on the side of the road and enjoyed morning coffee. There we were in the middle of the african landscape of beauty as far as the eye could see. It's winter here and so there is a crispness in the air in the morning but it does not compare to winter in other parts of the world. As we enjoyed our coffee it occured to me that this beats any Wednesday morning coffee I have had for probably as long as I can remember, if ever. I had a moment of feeling extremely priviliged to be able to enjoy the morning like this and the beauty as the sun perched itself high in the sky. Very memorable.
Along our journey we passed about ten tanks on the side of the road or in ditches. These are left over from the civil war and have been stripped of anything valuable but sit there as a reminder of the extremely violent past this country has had. Most are courtesy of Russia, Cuba or maybe Ronald Regan, all of whom funded the Angolan war in some way. I got some snaps of them to share. Kuito is the area which suffered perhaps the most under the civil war and Andulo was in fact where rebel leader hailed from. Off to get a bite.
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