I started the journey.. alone.. a bit doped from the excesses of the revelery of the evening before..
The boat ride on the river congo.. turbulent waves and sweating forheads
Crass shouts of the pilot for maintaining the equlibrium of the boat..
A heavy african mama with her heavier bag shifts to the other side... The boat shakes and tilts precariously to the other side..
The pilot pushes the accelerator.. splashing cool congo water on all the passensgers..
The sweaty foreheads and heavy hearbeats get a cool respite
Journey continues...
The take off in air congo samples the next 2 hours of plight in the flight...
Landing on a muddy tarmac accentuates the feeling.....
The massive clapping by the passengers on landing..
My back hurts.. head swings
And the girl in the front seat finally vomits..
Wonder.. How precious is life?
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