Then we continue by a very hilly and steep road, up and down for 40 km without winning any altitud. Then comes the long climb, 20 km till Kacholola. All that is through a forest, woth some beautiful high trees, mostly in the climb, but as before most of the trees are young and small because of the chop. We see less huts and villages too. It is just a lane of concrete slum with shops, with rubbish everywhere on the place. We stop at the end in a restaurant for lunch. Men are seating, drunks or stupids with drugs. We eat rather well for Africa, and then we go to the lodge in front, Martine is looking for luxury. Well it is closed, in repair, as workers for the road repair would use it. But an emloyee tells us the boss would come soon and make us a good price. We wait half an hour, and it its 4 h30 so I have enough. I convince Martine to go in the primary school. As always we get our classroom and a bucket to wash, and a lot of spectators.
The day after we are on the flat top, so the countryside changes totaly. It flatters, well it is yet hilly but not so steep, more undulating. Around we cross farm land, crops and some fields for animals, the large valley is all cultivated. We see a lot of huts and villages everywhere, it is populated here. Well they are as poor as before no progress. I ask myself to whom belongs all this land ? People are working all by hands and cows tirant la charrue ou une carriole.We stop at the primary school at the end of the town slum of Nyimbia. For once the headmaster asks us 5$ for the classroom. Tomorrow is 24 of december it would have a procession in the school, so she asks us too if we are believer. No the history learns us religion brings more bad than good, and doesn’t take care of human being lives and comfort. It is always helping the richest and the worst, and fanatism.
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