My Trip to Moxico and Angolan History - DAY 8
By 10 AM, I was having problems to get up. Really. I had slept the whole trip from Lukusse to Lwena, four (4) hours, but still, I needed to rest from it. When I am sleepy, I can even sleep standing! But of course, my back was sore after we got at the Bishopric.
When D. Gabriel saw me, he was getting out of his office, and asked me if I have slept it all. I said “Yes! When I do something, I do it well. I don’t do it by half!” He laughed and went one way. I went the other to take my breakfast.
Ah! Life! It is so simple! Why do we keep complicating it?
At lunch, Maria was curious to know what Father Noel’s full name was. He said Manuel Ga… something. Didn’t get that one! He said whatever starts by “Ga-” was typically from The Philippines. There are lots of Latin names in there. Then, he said: “In Brazil, everyone name is António, Felipe, Joaquim, Manuel, Mário… Comes the Japanese: ‘What’s your name?’ ‘Manuel!’”.
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