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The Mexican Horse Thief @[email protected] · 2026-09-09 · 10:21 UTC

The Mexican Chronicles – Eleven

The first Angolan roadblock we saw was a joke: a few policemen with machine guns, and they were all sleeping. Later we learned that the police and soldiers were mortal enemies. We arrived at a camp in the dark, could not see much.

We were shown to a tent without lights. We collected a kas, a bed frame and a mattress, all of which we had been sitting on top of in the truck. All this was done in the dark; one could only make out the vague shapes of bush and tents at this stage. One guy was already set up in the tent. Tall and skinny, he was the friendliest person we had met thus far. As we had been told not to bring anything with us, we had no torch, and not even a candle. “Skinny” told us to set up our mossie nets before anything else. He was quite right; the mossies at Longa are the worst I have ever seen. Clouds of them, early in the morning and all night. If you slapped your leg, your hand came away black. They drank Mylon for starters and our blood as a chaser! Before a month was out most of us at camp had malaria and symptoms of other strange diseases which I’m sure the mossies carried as spare ammunition to try and kill us off. We dubbed them “the Angolan Air Force”; eventually I had two mossie nets although they were suffocating in the extreme heat. I was one of the few that did not fall ill right at the beginning.

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The Mexican Horse Thief @[email protected] · 2026-09-09 · 10:21 UTC

The Mexican Chronicles – Eleven

The first Angolan roadblock we saw was a joke: a few policemen with machine guns, and they were all sleeping. Later we learned that the police and soldiers were mortal enemies. We arrived at a camp in the dark, could not see much.

We were shown to a tent without lights. We collected a kas, a bed frame and a mattress, all of which we had been sitting on top of in the truck. All this was done in the dark; one could only make out the vague shapes of bush and tents at this stage. One guy was already set up in the tent. Tall and skinny, he was the friendliest person we had met thus far. As we had been told not to bring anything with us, we had no torch, and not even a candle. “Skinny” told us to set up our mossie nets before anything else. He was quite right; the mossies at Longa are the worst I have ever seen. Clouds of them, early in the morning and all night. If you slapped your leg, your hand came away black. They drank Mylon for starters and our blood as a chaser! Before a month was out most of us at camp had malaria and symptoms of other strange diseases which I’m sure the mossies carried as spare ammunition to try and kill us off. We dubbed them “the Angolan Air Force”; eventually I had two mossie nets although they were suffocating in the extreme heat. I was one of the few that did not fall ill right at the beginning.

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The Mexican Horse Thief @[email protected] · 2026-09-09 · 10:21 UTC

The Mexican Chronicles – Eleven

The first Angolan roadblock we saw was a joke: a few policemen with machine guns, and they were all sleeping. Later we learned that the police and soldiers were mortal enemies. We arrived at a camp in the dark, could not see much.

We were shown to a tent without lights. We collected a kas, a bed frame and a mattress, all of which we had been sitting on top of in the truck. All this was done in the dark; one could only make out the vague shapes of bush and tents at this stage. One guy was already set up in the tent. Tall and skinny, he was the friendliest person we had met thus far. As we had been told not to bring anything with us, we had no torch, and not even a candle. “Skinny” told us to set up our mossie nets before anything else. He was quite right; the mossies at Longa are the worst I have ever seen. Clouds of them, early in the morning and all night. If you slapped your leg, your hand came away black. They drank Mylon for starters and our blood as a chaser! Before a month was out most of us at camp had malaria and symptoms of other strange diseases which I’m sure the mossies carried as spare ammunition to try and kill us off. We dubbed them “the Angolan Air Force”; eventually I had two mossie nets although they were suffocating in the extreme heat. I was one of the few that did not fall ill right at the beginning.

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The Mexican Horse Thief @[email protected] · 2026-09-09 · 10:21 UTC

The Mexican Chronicles – Eleven

The first Angolan roadblock we saw was a joke: a few policemen with machine guns, and they were all sleeping. Later we learned that the police and soldiers were mortal enemies. We arrived at a camp in the dark, could not see much.

We were shown to a tent without lights. We collected a kas, a bed frame and a mattress, all of which we had been sitting on top of in the truck. All this was done in the dark; one could only make out the vague shapes of bush and tents at this stage. One guy was already set up in the tent. Tall and skinny, he was the friendliest person we had met thus far. As we had been told not to bring anything with us, we had no torch, and not even a candle. “Skinny” told us to set up our mossie nets before anything else. He was quite right; the mossies at Longa are the worst I have ever seen. Clouds of them, early in the morning and all night. If you slapped your leg, your hand came away black. They drank Mylon for starters and our blood as a chaser! Before a month was out most of us at camp had malaria and symptoms of other strange diseases which I’m sure the mossies carried as spare ammunition to try and kill us off. We dubbed them “the Angolan Air Force”; eventually I had two mossie nets although they were suffocating in the extreme heat. I was one of the few that did not fall ill right at the beginning.

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The Mexican Horse Thief @[email protected] · 2026-09-09 · 10:21 UTC

The Mexican Chronicles – Eleven

The first Angolan roadblock we saw was a joke: a few policemen with machine guns, and they were all sleeping. Later we learned that the police and soldiers were mortal enemies. We arrived at a camp in the dark, could not see much.

We were shown to a tent without lights. We collected a kas, a bed frame and a mattress, all of which we had been sitting on top of in the truck. All this was done in the dark; one could only make out the vague shapes of bush and tents at this stage. One guy was already set up in the tent. Tall and skinny, he was the friendliest person we had met thus far. As we had been told not to bring anything with us, we had no torch, and not even a candle. “Skinny” told us to set up our mossie nets before anything else. He was quite right; the mossies at Longa are the worst I have ever seen. Clouds of them, early in the morning and all night. If you slapped your leg, your hand came away black. They drank Mylon for starters and our blood as a chaser! Before a month was out most of us at camp had malaria and symptoms of other strange diseases which I’m sure the mossies carried as spare ammunition to try and kill us off. We dubbed them “the Angolan Air Force”; eventually I had two mossie nets although they were suffocating in the extreme heat. I was one of the few that did not fall ill right at the beginning.

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PrivacyDigest @PrivacyDigest · 2026-09-09 · 02:42 UTC

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