Guerra e Paz

War and Peace.

I’m reading War and Peace as it’s been sitting on my shelf forever. I’m finding it…a slog. It brings new meaning to the phrase glacial pace.

I spent some time at the Jardim dos Namorados this afternoon, book on my lap. Then I spotted these ladies using a decrepit bench on Avenida Friedrich Engels. In Maputo we get used to crumbling pavements and benches and we don’t let it dampen our enjoyment of this charming city.