Interesting things only happen on Sundays (occasionally Saturday night).
I finally got my ID (well, it's not actually ID, just a paper saying the ID is in the process of making, but that's enough), so I can travel without a hassle on road blocks during the day.
This is a small country and there's not much to see - two places on the seaside, one national park, a dam and a few villages (but they're all the same). Nevertheless, going out of the camp fills you with so much energy that it doesn't matter where you go, you just wanna breathe different air and see different part of the same jungle.
So this Sunday we decided to go to one wooden bridge nearby. The place is about 20km far from the camp. You go on the highway that our company's building than enter the part of the highway of another company, exit on the dirt track and you are there. You would never notice a bridge is there, except the fact the water runs under it. It is just a dirt-road. Probably some guys who went fishing discovered it. When you go through bushes and down a slippery path to the bank of a river, you realize how amazing the bridge actually is. It's built entirely of huge logs. They put'em in water, build it in height and than connected two banks. Chinese built it, what a smart nation.
While we were there, three hand built canoes went by and we've seen them later near our car - the people riding canoes, not canoes itself ;). We decided to make a picnic one time at this place.
Afterwards we went to see Oyala. It's the next presidential town. They are building it from scraps. I expected it to be a bit bigger, at least 2000 inhabitants, but there's only a maximum of 50 houses (out of which 15 are bars). When you go through Oyala you see the work-sites, highways and avenues being build, portions of land reserved for residential area etc. It's close to the same river we were earlier that day and tree bridges are being build over it.
We've returned to Oyala for a drink in one of the bars. It was surprisingly live, given it was Sunday noon. The music was loud, disco ball was on and some 15 people were inside. This place was sure the place to be on Saturday night :). We've agreed to give it a go once.
Later that day some of us were invited to a baptism of a child of one of our worker. She was in a relationship with one Serbian guy, but it's not his kid, it's of some German dude. Anyway, we got there and it was really hot, the temperature was at it's high. Older women were chanting traditional songs inside the house and all the rest were under two tents. Unfortunately, we've missed all the ceremonies. The good thing was that I've tried a local food. It wasn't that different (fried chicken, something like russian salad and a tomato/lettuce/avocado salad). The exception was some spicy dip. They've warned me but it was stronger than me - I had to try it. And it was really hot, but I didn't embarrass myself and they were amazed that a Serbian can eat their spicy food - WIN.
Afterwards, the music started and the people danced. They are really born to dance. From the smallest child to the oldest granny, they all have incredible moves. That was definitely the highlight of the fiesta, as far as I'm concerned.
My batteries have charged for another working week.
I finally got my ID (well, it's not actually ID, just a paper saying the ID is in the process of making, but that's enough), so I can travel without a hassle on road blocks during the day.
This is a small country and there's not much to see - two places on the seaside, one national park, a dam and a few villages (but they're all the same). Nevertheless, going out of the camp fills you with so much energy that it doesn't matter where you go, you just wanna breathe different air and see different part of the same jungle.
So this Sunday we decided to go to one wooden bridge nearby. The place is about 20km far from the camp. You go on the highway that our company's building than enter the part of the highway of another company, exit on the dirt track and you are there. You would never notice a bridge is there, except the fact the water runs under it. It is just a dirt-road. Probably some guys who went fishing discovered it. When you go through bushes and down a slippery path to the bank of a river, you realize how amazing the bridge actually is. It's built entirely of huge logs. They put'em in water, build it in height and than connected two banks. Chinese built it, what a smart nation.
While we were there, three hand built canoes went by and we've seen them later near our car - the people riding canoes, not canoes itself ;). We decided to make a picnic one time at this place.
Afterwards we went to see Oyala. It's the next presidential town. They are building it from scraps. I expected it to be a bit bigger, at least 2000 inhabitants, but there's only a maximum of 50 houses (out of which 15 are bars). When you go through Oyala you see the work-sites, highways and avenues being build, portions of land reserved for residential area etc. It's close to the same river we were earlier that day and tree bridges are being build over it.
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We've returned to Oyala for a drink in one of the bars. It was surprisingly live, given it was Sunday noon. The music was loud, disco ball was on and some 15 people were inside. This place was sure the place to be on Saturday night :). We've agreed to give it a go once.
Later that day some of us were invited to a baptism of a child of one of our worker. She was in a relationship with one Serbian guy, but it's not his kid, it's of some German dude. Anyway, we got there and it was really hot, the temperature was at it's high. Older women were chanting traditional songs inside the house and all the rest were under two tents. Unfortunately, we've missed all the ceremonies. The good thing was that I've tried a local food. It wasn't that different (fried chicken, something like russian salad and a tomato/lettuce/avocado salad). The exception was some spicy dip. They've warned me but it was stronger than me - I had to try it. And it was really hot, but I didn't embarrass myself and they were amazed that a Serbian can eat their spicy food - WIN.
Afterwards, the music started and the people danced. They are really born to dance. From the smallest child to the oldest granny, they all have incredible moves. That was definitely the highlight of the fiesta, as far as I'm concerned.
My batteries have charged for another working week.
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