Second Mission in Mozambique, arrival at Pemba

It seems easy to be supportive... #1

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How do they laugh in Africa? #2

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Simone, do you want to go to Mozambique? #3

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I am going to Mozambique! But to do what? #4

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The meetings #5

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Where do I start? #6

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Meeting with

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The first contacts with Mozambique #8

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Agenda first mission in Mozambique #9

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First mission: arrival in Maputo #1

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But where am I? #2

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Meeting with Alvim Cossa #3

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Teatro do Oprimido Show #4

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Meeting with the Machaka Association #5

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The Show by the Machaka Group #6

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Manuela Soeiro and the Avenida Theater #7

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Gonçalo Mabunda #8

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Meeting with the Luarte Association #9

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Luarte Show #10

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Maputo - Pemba Journey #11

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Vitor Raposo #12

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Pemba – Palma Trip #13

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Visit to the village of Quionga #14

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Visit to the village of Quirindi #15

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That wonderful beach! #16

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Visit to the village of Pundanhar #17

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The Mamãe Kit #18

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Visit to the hospital in Palma #19

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Return to Italy #20

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The project continues! #1

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How many meetings are we going to have?!? #2

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Agenda second mission in Mozambique #3

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Second mission in Mozambique, arrival at Pemba #4

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Felix Mambucho #5

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Performance Vitor Raposo and the Tambo Tambulani Tambo company #6

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Pemba – Palma Trip #7

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Performances at Palma, on with the casting! No, stop! #8

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Grupo do funzionarios #9

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Performances (and casting) in the village of Pundanhar #10

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Performances (and casting) in the village of Quionga #11

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Selecting the actors for the Italian stages #12

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Are you ready to come to Italy? #13

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The return to Italy and end of the second mission #14

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Preparing for the first training period at Alcatraz #1

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Arrival at the Libera Università di Alcatraz #2

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We begin! #3

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Mario Pirovano #4

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Acting with Mario Pirovano #5

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Arms going up on their own! #6

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A dive into the theatre #7

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Let’s tell a love story! #8

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Being an actor is hard work #9

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What days! #10

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O falso médico! #11

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We all go shopping! #12

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The performance takes shape #13

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We need an ultrasound! #14

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Rome has never been so beautiful! #15

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Second training session: the first day... #1

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The return of the Mozambicans #2

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A tragic day #3

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Memory tests with Mario Pirovano #4

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Rehearsals, rehearsals, rehearsals… and that script in 3 languages… #5

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First reading of the script in Swahili #6

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Just for a change, we rehearse... #7

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That damned video! #8

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In and around Perugia #9

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The last rehearsals #10

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Action! #11

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Changes to the show? Change the title?!? #1

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Confusion in Fatima’s House #2

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Preparation of the stage design #3

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Ready to go (again)? #1

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Arrival at Pemba #2

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At Palma under the palm trees (wet!) #3

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First day of the tour: Mute #4

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Second day of the tour: Pundanhar #5

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Third day of the tour: Quionga #6

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Fourth day of the tour: Palma #7

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Fifth day of the tour: Olumbe #8

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Thank you Mozambique, thank you so much! #9

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Yes, yes, we are in Pemba, in Mozambique again! Doing this and that a few weeks have passed since the last installment of the diary and only now do I realize it… I am back in Africa !!!

Pemba

And I feel perfectly at ease.

Not even the trip was too hard, another 26 hours of travel by train, plane and waiting, but time flew this time, literally!

I haven’t eaten that omelet with stewed vegetables for breakfast. Maybe that’s why I feel so good!

Departure from Milan, the same route as the last time, we have only changed the final destination in Mozambique.

We’re back to Pemba, accompanied by Dr. Giulio again, tomorrow Felix of Luarte is going to join the group, too,  he is coming directly from Maputo with a domestic flight.

Oh, I haven’t told you about my travel companions: I have with me  Bruno and  Iacopo, Paolo, director of photography, Daniele sound engineer  and Johara for the translations. Like in the first mission each stage will be video recorded to make the clips and the concluding film of the project.

Bruno will be responsible for public relations, I and Felix of the “theater” and the selection of the actors for Italy. At the end of the mission I must have names and ideas to work on for the text: Yes, yes, the text of our show!

pemba

We prepare with Giulio the detailed agenda of the following days: tomorrow morning meeting with Vitor Raposo, we are going to see two short performances of his company.

Then departure for  Palma, where two days of performances are awaiting us; and then in the villages of Pundanhar and Quionga again. Two days to see the previously selected actors again and then departure for Maputo.

“Like the casting for X-Factor” is the joke of the day.

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That’s all for now, I want to go for a walk, “to feel” the landscape, the wind, the palm trees. If I look out the window there are no more hills.

Palms, sea, baobab …

Let me go and see where I am …