It was another bright day and in the evening, Hans, my new found Swiss friend in Mozambique and I were walking towards the ferry. I wanted to take a few shots of the city across the sea at night.
As I was shooting away at the scenery by the sea, I saw a trawler approach and I took a photo of it. A black man standing on it seemed excited and he thought that I was trying to photograph him. He ran down towards me and showered me with vicious abuses or so I thought since the language was not familiar to me.