Angola
A few days ago, I arrived in Luanda, Angola. It seemed like a pretty nice city at first glance, but there's petty crime everywhere. After I stepped out of the airport, I saw some guy stealing a tourist's wallet. I reported the guy to security, but I don't think they care. It was also really hot.
After I left the airport, I arrived at my hotel, unpacked, and left to grab some lunch. I've noticed that the city feels like my hometown, but also like San Francisco. The cars here aren't as wide as the ones I'm used to, and they seem to be built for sandier conditions. At the resturant, I was able to try some Angolan foods. I had galinha rija, lagosta, and funge. Everything was really good, and I had never tried anything like this before!
Later, I went to the city's famous beaches. I would have walked there, but for my own safety, I decided to take a taxi instead. On the way there, my taxi driver warned me to stay away from people at the beach, not to let my belongings out of my sight, and to always keep my guard up. I was starting to regret going to the beach at this point, but I decided to go anyways.
The beach was actually really nice, visually. It had white sand, instead of the brown sand at Ocean Beach. The water looked like how you would expect water to look like. I really wanted to go into the water, but I was afraid of leaving my belongings alone, so I walked to a beachside cafe, where they had a private beach.
I decided to order a drink. I really wanted boba, but they didn't have that, so I had apple cider instead. I drank a bit before walking down to the water. I spent most of my time standing near the shore and allowing the waves to move me across the shore. It was fun.
After that, I went to the 16th century fortress of Sao Miguel. The outside definitely looked 16th century. It was stout and tan. There were also communist looking posters nearby. The paving was like a mosaic, and the trees were also stout. But they kind of looked like big bonsai trees. After the tour, I went back to the hotel and ate dinner.
Angola would have been a nice country, if it hadn't been for all the petty crime. It has a history of conflict, and is still scarred from colonialism, but it's still pretty decent.
After I left the airport, I arrived at my hotel, unpacked, and left to grab some lunch. I've noticed that the city feels like my hometown, but also like San Francisco. The cars here aren't as wide as the ones I'm used to, and they seem to be built for sandier conditions. At the resturant, I was able to try some Angolan foods. I had galinha rija, lagosta, and funge. Everything was really good, and I had never tried anything like this before!
Later, I went to the city's famous beaches. I would have walked there, but for my own safety, I decided to take a taxi instead. On the way there, my taxi driver warned me to stay away from people at the beach, not to let my belongings out of my sight, and to always keep my guard up. I was starting to regret going to the beach at this point, but I decided to go anyways.
The beach was actually really nice, visually. It had white sand, instead of the brown sand at Ocean Beach. The water looked like how you would expect water to look like. I really wanted to go into the water, but I was afraid of leaving my belongings alone, so I walked to a beachside cafe, where they had a private beach.
I decided to order a drink. I really wanted boba, but they didn't have that, so I had apple cider instead. I drank a bit before walking down to the water. I spent most of my time standing near the shore and allowing the waves to move me across the shore. It was fun.
After that, I went to the 16th century fortress of Sao Miguel. The outside definitely looked 16th century. It was stout and tan. There were also communist looking posters nearby. The paving was like a mosaic, and the trees were also stout. But they kind of looked like big bonsai trees. After the tour, I went back to the hotel and ate dinner.
Angola would have been a nice country, if it hadn't been for all the petty crime. It has a history of conflict, and is still scarred from colonialism, but it's still pretty decent.