From Harare with love
Zimbabwe is such a beautiful country, It's unbeleivable how this crazy guy has managed to ruin it completely. People are totally fed up with Mugabe and the whole situation, and it's not going to be long before it explodes.
I think it's one of the most beautiful countries I've visited in Africa. Harare must have been such a nice place to live 30 years ago. I loved the city, the big avenues in downtown and the beautiful houses all over. But life is difficult there, inflation is crazy and we had to get local money in the black market which was also a mess.
I met this guy, who reminded me so dangerously of the Egyptian Prince. The guy was really good looking, an ebony warrior, proudly african… with a witty conversation and a bit too much self assured. I don't know why I feel atracted to people so self assured. I suppose that calls my attention because my self-steem is so low that i wonder how this people manage to feel so cool in their own skin.
He was curious about Spain, and kept asking me all kind of things, about bullfighting, weather… he had been reading about Spain and wanted to know more details. I like people interested in everything, and I definitely love people who read a lot. It happens that the guy was married, and talking all the time about his wife, although dropping that he used to be afraid of commitment, and lived a wild life. I was surprised when he told me that africans can have more than one wife, Did you know that???.
He had an absolutely overwhelming personality, just like my dear Egyptian…I had a feeling of dejá vu… when he started asking me when was I coming back to Harare, and looking at me that way.
He was giving me that look…and I was returning him the same look… what did you want me to do? The guy was really hot…but I never thought of it seriously for a second , I mean, I think I've had enough of international playboys by now.
He was so hypocritical but. When we were surrounded by people he kept talking about his wife, but whenever we were alone he started with his looks again. That's disgusting. Eventually I asked him to stop looking at me that way. I told him that he was making me really uncomfortable, but even so the guy asked for my room number the last day…. Unbeleivable. I don't understand why people get married to go on behaving like real jerks.
Don't you think it's funny how certain human types are the same?. No matter where they are from, no matter the culture, religion or even time in history, certain stereotypes are repeated always all over the world.
Anyway, Africa is cool. People have a unique happiness and sense of humour, even when their situation is crap. I love the way they sing and dance all the time, I love the red land, I love the smell, I love the wild life, and I love the feeling of being in Africa. I can't wait to come back.
I think it's one of the most beautiful countries I've visited in Africa. Harare must have been such a nice place to live 30 years ago. I loved the city, the big avenues in downtown and the beautiful houses all over. But life is difficult there, inflation is crazy and we had to get local money in the black market which was also a mess.
I met this guy, who reminded me so dangerously of the Egyptian Prince. The guy was really good looking, an ebony warrior, proudly african… with a witty conversation and a bit too much self assured. I don't know why I feel atracted to people so self assured. I suppose that calls my attention because my self-steem is so low that i wonder how this people manage to feel so cool in their own skin.
He was curious about Spain, and kept asking me all kind of things, about bullfighting, weather… he had been reading about Spain and wanted to know more details. I like people interested in everything, and I definitely love people who read a lot. It happens that the guy was married, and talking all the time about his wife, although dropping that he used to be afraid of commitment, and lived a wild life. I was surprised when he told me that africans can have more than one wife, Did you know that???.
He had an absolutely overwhelming personality, just like my dear Egyptian…I had a feeling of dejá vu… when he started asking me when was I coming back to Harare, and looking at me that way.
He was giving me that look…and I was returning him the same look… what did you want me to do? The guy was really hot…but I never thought of it seriously for a second , I mean, I think I've had enough of international playboys by now.
He was so hypocritical but. When we were surrounded by people he kept talking about his wife, but whenever we were alone he started with his looks again. That's disgusting. Eventually I asked him to stop looking at me that way. I told him that he was making me really uncomfortable, but even so the guy asked for my room number the last day…. Unbeleivable. I don't understand why people get married to go on behaving like real jerks.
Don't you think it's funny how certain human types are the same?. No matter where they are from, no matter the culture, religion or even time in history, certain stereotypes are repeated always all over the world.
Anyway, Africa is cool. People have a unique happiness and sense of humour, even when their situation is crap. I love the way they sing and dance all the time, I love the red land, I love the smell, I love the wild life, and I love the feeling of being in Africa. I can't wait to come back.
posted by spanish_moza at 11:22 AM
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