Welcome! This is another blog! There are ideas and stories of my life in the DRC and elsewhere. There is no particular objective. Just to share and express myself on the World Wide Web in a space that I call my own – photography, music, travel, ideas, experiences, information and anything else. I’m a Canadian, Indian, Nicaraguan, French and Spanish speaking Congolese of sorts. Enjoy your visit 🙂
Here are 12 internet providers in the DRC. There may be others.
There are thousands of non-profits, for-profits, non-governmental organizations, foreign and national programs to help the DRC out of poverty, to end wars, to stop malnutrition or to end corruption (among many other projects). Here is a non-exhaustive list of various NGOs and for-profit projects that are or have done significant work in the country (alphabetically).
Is it normal to… Sit in traffic for hours everyday? Get asked for bribes or “coffee” or “fuel” by cops? Be nervous and anxious every time you drive to work or around the city in case you get stopped by cops? Having to wave or greet every single person you cross on the street? Being… Continue reading Is it normal?
How can you wish someone a merry Christmas when they are living on the street? How can you send someone a WhatsApp « best wishes » when their town got bombed on Christmas Day (Beni CNN article)? But we live in a bipolar world, where we can go eat a nice warm French croissant while… Continue reading Christmas in Congo
Drone footage of the Kinshasa golf course in 2021
Here’s a bunch of pretty pics 😂
Pink Floyd and 24 Novembre
As the hawkers pass by
And the motorbikes zip pass
As the kids laugh and joke
As the taxi drivers say “Lemba Lemba”
As the dust flies over your face
As the smoke enters your lungs
Pink Floyd soothes your ears, heart and mind
The Great Gig In The Sky
Live at Knebworth 1990
Views of the boulevard and surroundings in Kinshasa
Orages et jazz poème
Une chaleur étouffante et écrasante ce vendredi 12 novembre 2021. Les voitures s’entassent sur les rues, sur les chaussées et sur les trottoirs. Tu essayes de passer avec la tienne mais laisse tomber. La chaleur est encore plus suffocante pour ceux dans les ketchs (petits taxis à 4 places avec des volants du mauvais côté, terme local pour ces voitures) sans clim.
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