Ar

Air.

Paulo is back to navigating the Maputo streets in his txopela, already more energetic than yesterday. The weather was cool and windy, I remarked, as I clambered inside.

Vou abrir para meu amigo apanhar ar (I’m going to open so my friend can get air), he said as he tied back the side flaps of the txopela, affording me a breezy refreshing journey.