The second day

Chikuni, 8 July.

Early morning, I wake up.

I can’t believe I slept so deeply tonight!

I have been dreaming of motorbike races with my friend in Sansepolcro, and it looks so strange, maybe I feel an unconscious melancholy deep inside.

After a fast breakfast I sit outside my house to write something and feel the morning’s cool breeze, when I see two guys walking on the road next to me.

Hi, how are you? Fine thanks, they say.

Do you have a laptop there? says one of them.

He is interested in my computer and starts asking me questions.

He explains me that he is from Livingstone, a city that borders with Zimbabwe where the Zambesi river falls down from a cliff for hundred meters creating the Victoria falls.

He tells me he has studied informatics at his university and I tell him what I’m doing here.

We speak together for an hour, until radio Chikuni opens and he decides to take a look there.

He rode his bike for 15 Km appositely..

You have to know that Radio Chikuni is one of Zambia’s most famous radio and offers many students the opportunity to take part to stages or working experience, so that they can build a network of contacts and, maybe, find their way.

I greet Ngenda and head to Marco’s home to reach Gwembe where we’ll prepare some documents.

Tomorrow there’ll be a new disbursement for some of the groups taking part to the micro credit project that have completed the first level loan: the period is of 4 months for an amount of 300.000 Zambian Kwacha (about 60 Euros).

They can now receive a larger loan of 500.000 K that they’ll use to improve their activities.

The most popular are fish and goat trading, gardening, salaula (second hand clothes sale), carpentry, poultry , transports and hair saloons.

Most of them can give back money in time even if they have to face different troubles and some of them have been able to return the money before the fixed time showing their abilities and willing and their pride.

So many things happened in just 3 days.. I need to write everything and I promise to do it everyday for I can’t lose none of these precious experiences.

The day is almost gone but for the sunset.

Me, Marco and Zaskia (his German girlfriend) decide to go to the Yellow House, the local pub, to take a beer and see the African Sunset.

Along the way we meet Matongo, one of the DJ’s of Radio Chikuni, and invite him to come with us.

He has dread locks and looks like a Jamaican thought he swears not to smoke marijuana and to hate Rastafarian beliefs, anyway he is really a cool one.

We sit down and enjoy a never ending yellow-orange-red-violet-blue sunset at the bottom of a sea of large Seghese trees..

Quite a nice day, don’t you think?