Got to Antananarivo.
Herr... Diesel fumes, traffic jams, and the usual dirty streets.
Who misses this???
Two stops on the way:
One to visit the foundry that makes the local cooking pots out of recycled aluminum from car engines, window's frames, etc.
They make a casting mold for each pot. Bare foot, no masks, no gloves, no glasses, they pour the burning hot liquid metal to the cast. One at the time, 50 a day. It looks like a factory from Émile Zola's books.
The second stop was at a foie gras place. Yeah, I know, it sounds ridiculous here in Madagascar, but it's an old French colony!
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