laying a road by hand
May. 26th, 2015 07:46 pmThis description came from someone's article in Australian Road Rider about a motorbike trip around East Timor:
I’ve never seen a road being handmade before. There were young men and boys placing river pebbles and stones in a neat arrangement, others tended fires on which 44-gallon drums of tar rested. A few men had ladles on long poles which they dipped into the drums of molten tar then carried to the stone sections and poured.
Source: "East Timor: Land of Children"
Here's a photo of roadbuilding in Timor-Leste from 2010, courtesy of Wikipedia:
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Date: 2015-05-27 04:27 am (UTC)The linked article was interesting also. I found it interesting how the writer was surprised that the idea of "fun" would be known in a place that has subsistence farming and general poverty. It makes me wonder if there's a different concept of poverty, also.
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Date: 2015-05-27 10:13 am (UTC)My sense is beyond certain absolutes, people's perceptions of poverty are conditional and situational. When I was there, the students I interacted with definitely had a sense of one another's relative well-off-ness--the kids from the Catholic boarding school were more well off than others; the kid who had to walk several miles from a remote village to get to town was less well off, etc.--while at the same time having a clear sense they they were all less well off than *me*. It struck me that the nation as a whole, and people individually, too, were just so grateful and happy to be living in a time of peace and not to be under the thumb of the Indonesians anymore.
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