This is an endofmay blog, I’m writing to avoid a gap, to fill a possibly empty space, to leave a memory of this month.
I came back from Congo.
Not precisely back, as I went to Roma and not Barcelona (from where I left almost two years before).
Now going to Ivory Coast (again, this time really again).
Today on ‘Repubblica’ an article on Ivory Coast on the first page. Just because of the world championship.
I’m probably going back to Abidjan for the wrong reasons, but, at the end, it’s the job.