Cubal looks suspiciously like Sunset Blvd, LA.

There’s one pensao in Cubal, behind the train station where the Benguela line ends. In the reception room, a man sits behind the light of an oil lamp. “Hoje, nao energia”, says Emanuel, who runs the place with his wife Avelina and the help of their daughter N’dinja. This will prove to be the same […]

I’m planning to leave Benguela for Cubal today. There is a coach at 2PM, just enough time to withdraw some money from the bank, the joy of Western Union in a country with a cash economy. I’m watching a game of babyfoot to kill time before the SGO ticket office opens. Obviously, I’m missing my […]

Three generations of a Lobito family.

In plain English: don’t throw your rubbish on the street. The city of Benguela is surprisingly clean compared to Luanda.

A local game in front of Cine Monumental, on the evening of the Mexico - Angola match.