Showing posts with label Congolese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Congolese. Show all posts

Sunday, 2 November 2014

My Experience in the DRC Part III

36) Boys selling water in plastic bag and people here drink from the small plastic bag. I've never tried before because we're advised not to drink local water. We only take mineral water here and it cost $1.50 per bottle. We even use that to brush our teeth but now I just use local water for that. Trying to cut cost for my co.

Focus on the third guy from the right. A plastic of water cost 50fc (equivalent to RM0.15)
37) Did you know the one doing pedicure and manicure here are young boys. You usually see them carrying different coloured nail polish all tied up together. They will walk on the street and if they are lucky, those 'aisui' women will sit at the side of the road and get pampered. Really a funny sight!

38) You can't walk at the streets after 10pm. The locals told me that the crime rate in Kindu is rising, a lot of robberies. So the soldiers will patrol the street after 10pm. They will put anyone who is on the street in prison for one night. Weird.

39) Bicycles are modified to carry goods. They carry bags of charcoal, thick ply woods, groceries, etc.


40) The internet cafe is cost a bomb! It looks like a classroom with wooden tables and chairs. Used laptops are given and your time is written on a piece of torn paper.

Busy Face-booking
Feels like going back to school
$4 dollars/hr and the speed sucks
41) Currently they are quite a number of photostat and printing services on every corner of the street. They will use a car battery to power up their mini photo machine or printers.

42) Their heat tolerance is high. They can sit under the sun for hours. Amazing.

43) Their cold tolerance is low. They will wrapped themselves in thick jackets and wind breaker when it rains.

44) Bugali taste like mud! When they cooked it, it smells like shit. Really terrible smell. This is their staple food here.
The flour used
Mama Rebeca mixing the flour with water and palm oil
 Mama Leki and Mama Rebeca having a happy meal together
Bon Apetite!
My turn to try
Close up shot of Bugali. 
45) Their hand signal have a different meaning. If you want something to be filled to the brink. Show this sign...
This means full in DRC.
46) DIY screen protector. They used plastic to wrap their mobile phones. Can't find the pic. =(

47) They cut the grass with a parang which is really time consuming and taxing to the lower back.

48) People don't carry powerbanks here but they bring their charger along with them.

Taking every opportunity to charge their phones
49) The usage of toilet paper here is very different from back home. It cost $6 for a dozen of low quality toilet paper which hurts your (_x_) after cleaning it.

It is used for one of my company's official ceremony

Yea, the VIPs are gonna cut that 'ribbon'
It is also used as a wedding deco

Bride and bridegroom seated inside a tent during their wedding ceremony. Will blog about this experience in another separate post. 
50) They look very similar if you don't know them. There was once I mistaken this guy as my worker in Kindu when I was in Kinshasa. Both places are 700miles apart and it was darn embarrassing.

I'm still not finish...to be continue.

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

My Experience in the DRC Part II

The list continues, click here to read the first part of what I've learned, noticed and experienced after being here for more than a year.

23) Don't expect to have a good night sleep. The no.1 most annoying thing is the mosquitoes, they feast as if there is no tomorrow and you could hear them buzzing like they're in an orchestra.  We don't have stable electricity and I would wake up sweating and scratching in the middle of the night.

The small little bulb on the tree is an indicator whether we have electricity or not

24) You can do a lot with one pail of water. I now can bathe and flush with just a pail of water. And there is a technique to flush your poo down the toilet bowl. If you fail to do it in one go, habis la.

25) Always carry a torch with you. Refer to 23.

26) Don't expect to eat whenever you want. If you have cravings for Maggi in the middle of the night, you've to get your guard to start a fire for you. By the time the charcoal is all heated up, you might lose the mood for supper.

Mama Beloti preparing lunch
27) Be prepared to eat the same dish over and over again.

Rice & dhal
Rice & curry green beans
Rice & beans
Rice & dhal
Chapati & red beans
Rice, ikan bilis & egg
Rice & dhal
Rice & spinach
Rice & red beans
Rice & beans
Rice & beans
Rice & spinach
Rice & beans
28) Your drinking water comes is all sorts of shapes. Courier service here is the shit. It cost us $300 to transfer a 16kg package from Kindu - Lubumbashi.

Drinking water

29) Picking your taxi driver is like buying a lottery ticket. Sometimes you strike a clean ok smelling rider, sometimes not.

30) Finding new spots/scars on your body is normal.

Look like I got stapled 

Scratch scratch scratch 

31) They clap their hands and cheer joyfully when the plane lands.

32) They put soap on their body after shower and let it dry. This is to make them smell nice.

33) Mothers breastfeed openly here. (no pics, sorry)

34) They put most things on their head; i.e umbrella, pails, handbags, broom. There was once I saw a man cycling with a basket of vegetables on his head!!!!!!

35) Taking photos publicly is prohibited.