The road had many sharp big stones and curves
without sight. There could eny moment be a
fatal collision.
A small group of very rare flamingos.
In the middle of the decert a warning for schoolchildren.
Suddenly a petrolstation,
a man on a horse and "Indians at war".
Can you see the grim faces?
In Catchi the bucher opened at seven pm and people
started to make steaks on fires in the street.
An Indian demonstration. On the marketplace was a podium
and loudspeakers. But the speaker never came.
The road back started through wineyards with strong fences. The area is known for its wines. But that business was in the hands of white people. The thunderstorm missed
us, but was a telltale of coming times.
