For Mom, Love Steve

My main food groups while traveling through the Congo. Want to lose weight, follow that diet.

Oh, for those that want to make Monkey stew.

First. Buy one of the sun dried monkeys. They are gutted, and then tied to a cross just like Jesus was. They are then laid out in the sun for a week or so. The expressions on their faces is not joy. Not peaceful like Jesus either. More like, “Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you.”
Second. Build a small fire.
Third. Break up the dried monkey into pot sized pieces. It is thoroughly dried so it breaks off like dried kindling.
Fourth. Throw the chunks of monkey onto the fire turning constantly to burn off all the hair.
Fifth. Put some water in a pot and put the charred monkey chunks into the water. This reconstitutes the meat.
Sixth. In another pot put tomatoes, peppers, onions, peanut oil and a small can of tomato paste.
Seventh. Combine the two pots and simmer for two hours.
Eighth. Serve with rice or NsimaEat and enjoy.

LUBUMBASHI TO KANANGA BY TRAIN.

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PHOTOS OF KANANGA.

TRAIN FROM KANANGA TO ILEBO.

PHOTOS OF ILEBO.

ILEBO TO DIBAYA BY BOAT.

DIBAYA TO IDIOFA BY MOTO.

IDIOFA TO KITWIT BY LAND ROVER.

IMMIGRATION FUN.

Here is a taste of what I had to go through every town that I stopped at. These would usually last half the day as it was repeated throughout the day at Immigration, Immigration Chief, Police station, Police Chief, Military station, Military Chief, and every uniformed officer on the street. “Steven Nakano??? That is not American. You are Cheena.” “Uhhhhh. Okay. Can I go now?”

For those that wallow in my pain. These were a bunch of scabies “I think”, that I got from a veeeery cheap hotel. The bumps would shrink and then pop up a little section away for a few days until I soaked them in Raid. Whatever it was they went away.

Immigration stamps.

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