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Partyyyyyy….

Or so I would have expected. But Maputo is absolutely dead, sleeping, stoned, lame and quiet. We have been driving around to most bars in Maputo from 22 to 01.30 and we found like 3 out of 15 bars open. Very few people on the streets and absolute zero activity in the open bars.

We went to this cocktail bar, known for its crowded party feeling. It was empty and the well-preserved interior from late 1960′s, stood sharp and crispy with the two black barmen wearing butterflies and the musician singing classics, in the room carpeted with longhaired cosyness and hessian cloth wall paper (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hessian_(cloth) ). We were expecting a laughing dwarf and a beauty in a long red silk dress entering the room, when the musician told us he had just landed in the airport, and put on these dark glasses and started singing like Stevie Wonder. We were timelooping.

But the interesting thing tonight were not that we were the only ones out in town, but where the hell was all the others? Maputo is usually crowded all night long, when it is not freezing cold or the middle of the month, but tonight it was hot and perfect weather for a party, almost fullmoon and everybody should have some money, since it was just payday. But they must be home saving their energy for tomorrow.

Straaaange……

This was your reporter from Maputo from the very last day of 2009 in Maputo, Mozambique