Monunga is a small village in the heart of Zambia, north of the capital Lusaka. It’s a small urban area made up of a few run-down buildings, primarily a place of transit for travelers tired by many hours drive in Africa.There was a small restaurant with an old pool table outside, a small shop where a woman bakes bread nonstop, and a bar.
It was 10 am when my traveling companions and I arrived in Monunga, and from the bar we could hear the sound of an unusual rhythm.Inside the bar an "unreal" situation namely compared to the peaceful atmosphere outside: several men of different ages, visually drunk, swayed and danced to the rhythm of an unlikely and loud Congolese music. The thin air was thick with smoke from the acrid smell of fermented corn that these men drank continuously from white plastic cans.Time seemed to stand still in the little bar, the scene seemed to repeat itself endlessly and to represent these men’s daily routine.
On the African continent, mainly in the sub-equatorial areas, alcohol abuse has become a very serious problem and constitutes the main cause of most of the male population’s anti-social behavior..