Angola belongs unfortunately to these countries of Africa, in whom for 25 years the war lasted.
Fratricidal contests ate thousands of victims up and they devastated the country.
In spite of for a few years in the country a room, living of thousands, million people are ruling still is on
level being a human dignity an affront to.
None of photographs is in the state to surrender the climate of small streets and slums of whom actually the greater reverence of Luanda consists.
4.5 the millionth capital city in the large majority is deprived of the electricity and the access to the running water.
Still such illness is plaguing inhabitants of Angola as cholera, malaria, abdominal typhus and food poisonings of all kinds.
Pieces of rubbish are a huge problem. Tones of pieces of rubbish thrown away directly to streets.
In the tropical conditions it constitutes everything one's kinds time bomb who every now and then bursts in the form of epidemic e.g. of cholera.
After all over 4 and half a millionth city is pulsating with life. A new sie of children, women are giving birth are combing for themselves wlosy, somewhere of baulk with everyday life relying on
for obtaining food for the family, washing clothes in the puddle moved away sometimes for kilometres and bringing water from distant wells.
So is live into average Luandyjczyka. Living in Luanda every day watch sie for world whom understanding actually with an effort can put sie in
mind of the average European.
Angola has also a different face. It is country rich in deposits of diamonds, petroleum and gas. There a group of people exists inconceivably rich.
In terribly corked Luanda it is just possible to come across it the most luxury cars on world.
Angola is Africa... that is the warmth and the singing bird. Nature, who so much vandalised / almost all animals died during the war or they were eaten
by people/ with an effort a sie is bringing to life. However and here, so just like everywhere else in Africa he is enrapturing the singing of birds and sunsets, fiery fast.
Angola it of theses fine coast of the Atlantic. In it karju watch sie for life. Different from the one who is here and so much different than in different parts of Africa, in whom I was.
Angola still isn't encouraging for the tourism. Today in the bush and on edges of roads heavy rains are still scouring stray faces.
But there is a life there, different, often inconceivably crummy, but it is however living.
Landscapes, views nice... I tried to collect everything what I have beautiful from Angola, but still not a way
to omit the truth about the daily presence of this piece of ground.
I am inviting to a few next images from Angola. The pessimism mixed with the optimism. Angola.
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