Year: 2007

Family run, often with catchy names that make you stop.

Somewhere between Onethindi and Kapuga, Namibia.

We meet fisherman Juan. He has a small shelter made of reed right next to the road. Behind it and the narrow piece of ground it occupies lies a large river delta. His canoe rests by the water edge. Todays catch lies on a log next to him. He takes two of the fishes and grills them over a small fire for us to taste. “Caraçao” (heart), he says and points at us.

We camp a few kilometres further on, behind a roadside bar. Before the sun sets, we walk to a water outlet by the road where we bath.

Somewhere between Porto Amboim and Cacusaria da Queve, Angola.

Dacryodes edulis, or Nsafu, grows on high trees just like apples. Boiled for a couple of minutes, they taste like a mix between artichoke and rhubarb.

In a village somewhere between Nkout and Metchui, Gabon.