dynamicafrica: Hair braiding Nigeria, 1960s. i want to braid my hair again. Hmm, which style?
africanstories: How to wear the traditional Ashanti cloth (Ghana) (via africanstories) So this is how you do it. So elegant! I like.
nigerianostalgia: A market in Kano, 1960sVintage Nigeria Wish  I was shopping here this morning for these gorgeous salad bowls in Kano, Nigeria! Love these designs.
This is such an interesting artwork. It was on the wall in my room at Bonito Bay Lodge in Morrungulo. It is not a typical style of Mozambique artists. I like it. Fresh and original. Unfortunately it was not a signed. But heck I so wanted to nick it ha. Of course I didn’t! I love her wacky dance stance and the composition of her leg kicked devil-may care forward balancing so beautifully with her arms thrown back and her pointy breasts are wildly thrust forward as if she is in full flight doing her midnight dance moves and grooves. The hat itself is an artwork. Heck, she’s like an Afro-Marge Simpson don’t you think!
Found in a little shop on the way to Bonito Bay. I cropped off the cell phone company logo in red and white which has replaced Cocoa-Cola in Mozambique as far as aggressive branding goes. Their logo is everywhere. Horrid. But I love the design of this bag of flour or grain or long-grain rice perhaps, is that what de grao longo means..not sure what is inside to be quite honest.
Love a mini marcardo / market place with beads and deep hand-carved wooden salad bowls and hand-woven baskets. Love Mozambique.
Love the 70s style architecture of some of the stylish homes in Mozambique. How cool is this staircase made from floating box tiles. Kinda makes you feel like you want to race up those gorgeous soft blue stairs on a late summery Friday afternoon shouting: “Honey I’m home! Prawns for dinner yay!”
A Mozambiquan woman hesitates before stepping outside wearing a beautifully pressed chocolate brown and cream kapulana with her baba on her back at Bar Babalaza, where we bought massive Langosine prawns from some local fisherman who sell their catch of the day here.
Local artwork in Mozambique painted on canvas and pasted onto a restaurant wall
I am staying at Bonito Bay Lodge. Simple. Chilled. Wonderful warm, friendly staff, yummy fresh fish lunches and late afternoon vodka with cloudy pear juice around the pool while lazing in your bikini in full moonshaped comfy chairs. Aah…Bonito Bay.
If you like long beach walks on squeaky white sands with not another soul in sight then head up to Morrungulo to beautiful Bontio Bay. I found sun-bleached Bonito clams the size of my face washed up by the  tides. Yellow-Billed Kites dip and dive, soft dusty grey shells create ocean hieroglyphic alphabets in the sand and the ocean here is so fresh, you can feel the pranic energy strongly. Its biting freshness reminded me of the last intoxicating fresh air I savoured when I hiked in the Himalayas, pure, unpolluted oxygen like we just don’t get in our cities. Bonito Bay is the perfect place to do yoga on the beach and transcendental for twighlight meditation.
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