Nyango, the women's journey.

In Cameroon, Nyango means young, pretty and marriageable woman. This is the profile of women who arrive to Morocco, try to cross the sea in a plastic boat to get to Europe.

In Cameroon, Nyango means young, pretty and marriageable woman. This is the profile of women who arrive to Morocco, try to cross the sea in a plastic boat to get to Europe.

This year, the arrival of African migrant women in these boats to Spanish shores has been multiplied by 7. They come from Ivory Coast, Cameroon, Mali, Congo ... They are barely over 20 or 25 years old. For them, this route is doubly dangerous, because they are migrants and because they are women. Many are raped, prostituted and deceived along the way with the promise of reaching Spanish soil. Now, some months and even years later, they are still trapped at the gates of Europe, in the border cities of northern Morocco like Tanger, Tetuan and even Casablanca or Rabat.

On this route to the dorado they become pregnant with men who, like them, seek to reach Europe and will not stop their trip, for nothing or for anyone. They leave them to cross the sea and never look back.

With this situation, and far from giving up, many of them have begun to gather in small groups to support, self-organize and survive together. In the slums of Tangier the houses have gone from being mixed to being only women and for women.

"Men are not welcome to my house because they only bring problems," says 37-year-old Congolese Janinne, who has been welcoming newcomers for more than 6 years.

The women who migrate today are of a very different profile than the women who arrived a few years ago. Many of them have higher education, are very involved in RRSS, defend women's freedom and demand that their rights be respected. They are the generation of change and that is why they want to migrate, to achieve rights that they do not have in their countries of origin.

They are aware that they do not need men to survive, but that it is men who need them, since they earn more money than they begging and instill this thought to women who were already in Marreucos or who continue to arrive.

Marwan, Clarice, Juli, Cristel, Evelin, Sylvi, Mariette or Valentine, are some of the thousands of women who are trapped on the other side of the Strait of Gibraltar. For them, Nyango has transformed its meaning, now it means young, beautiful and free women.

 Hoping to raise enough money to pay their place in a plastic boat and cross the Mediterranean Sea, they ask for money in cities where they are deported to the south of the country just for being migrants. The trip by patera will cost more than 1500 euros per person and while they raise that money, they are exposed to mafias of human trafficking or even death in the continuous police raids. At best, they will not die in a shipwreck or sign a voluntary deportation directly to the country from which they flee and from which they risked their lives to get out of it.

Meanwhile, the borders of Europe are increasingly closed and increasingly dangerous and, as a direct consequence, these women are totally unprotected in a country where they have no rights and where sooner or later they will be attacked again now also by their way of think.