all of a sudden I was no longer in Brussels. There was no doubt: the threshold of Chausée d'Ixelles I entered the magical world of any neighborhood of Kinshasa. A huge crowd, colors and exotic perfumes. Grilled fish for everyone, skewers of every kind and nature, grilled or fried bananas ... If you do not live, can not believe. Two days of full immersion in Black Africa, emerging as the front door every morning in a neighborhood of any capital of Europe. Europe, in fact, not Africa ... How can it be then? Just be Matonge, the district with the highest density of African Brussels, the last weekend of June each year. Here we celebrate and do it with all the sacred chrism: live music, food galore, children with faces colored party dress, and pigtails, but only the latest fashion. It is celebrated by eating, dancing and walking through Chausée d'Ixelles, Chausée de Wavre, Place de Londres, Saint-Boniface and the rue de la Paix. And you pull late on Saturday night, very late. It 'an experience not to miss if you really want to understand what it means to multiculturalism and ethnicity
Brussels is above all this. It is no small thing. 
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