Travel Guide Brazzaville

At first glance, Brazzaville is not impressive. And yet, it turns out to be a delicious capital, with almost retro charm: large avenues, delicacy of old mango trees, majestic river, a few large decrepit colonial boxes, which speak for a long time; the kindness of the people above all, their polite politeness with all Parisian elegance, to the marsh alleys, where we get bogged down, the rainy season, to the knees. There is a soft living here, and Brazzaville surprises. Its dense and wild vegetation contrasts with its public gardens cut to the cork, its banana trees, mango trees and opulent palm trees planted in the parcels - the property - trenches with its narrow, sandy land. From "Brazza the green" that it is always, it becomes "Brazza the modern": Large mirrors in mirror glass, permanent constructions, landscaping work and refinement work the city of tomorrow.But that this general feeling does not make you forget Congolese reality: constant power cuts, areas where water arrives badly, booming markets, small streets of streets, dumps and rushed roads, especially in the districts far away from downtown, clouds of green and white taxis, so many people wonder whether there is enough Brazzavillois to drive them - or Take them! -, mortuary guards where songs and percussions resonate all night, methodical cleaning of the plot of good morning, before the heat can topple, religious choirs, sweep plastic chairs from the street at home to take the charge, groups of children in uniform going to school. It's up to the day, rigging, courage, uncertainty the next day, infinite recycling of everything that's broken or faulty, coming out of the weekend by saying that if the salary of three months ago had fallen, we could have fun, but we're going to do everything to have fun… In any case, we are rarely busy to be able to inform the munchee, White, lost in the maze of streets of his neighborhood and discuss a moment with him…