Ideas and stories of my life in the DRC
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.
A walk on the Kinshasa golf course
What's it like to live and work in the DRC? Um. It's okay I guess. For you, it will different. I can only talk about my experience.
What is dating like in Kinshasa, where there are expat girls who are only here for a few years or months?
Today I got stopped by the Police while on my motorcycle. They had no uniforms. Motorcycle ride on the main boulevard (Boulevard du 30 Juin) The supposed cop walked up to my motorcycle and just removed the keys. Motorcycles are not allowed in Gombe apparently but they’re everywhere. I am one of the few with... Continue Reading →
A description of a typical drive through Kinshasa
Moto taxis in Kinshasa. Love them or hate them, you will never sit in traffic again or you’ll die!
The Democratic Republic of Congo. Wars. Corruption. Power problems. Crazy traffic. Water scarcity. Poverty. But there are also other things: generous, kind and helpful people, music, art, culture, nature, history and so many more beautiful things that are often overlooked. One of them will surprise you. It is the Lubumbashi golf course.
Why do I write? I don’t know. I guess I like it. Getting those thoughts on paper. Sharing ideas. Sharing thoughts. Trying to make sense of my life. Trying to write down messy ideas.
Vous voulez prendre un verre en bord de lac à Lubumbashi? De la musique pas trop forte? Un peu de sons old school congolais comme OK Jazz ou Franco? Pourquoi pas essayer « La Côte Ouest » ? A quelques minutes de « La Plage » et du captage de la REGIDESO, vous avez un... Continue Reading →
Recette Poulet Moambe. Le poulet moambe (portugais : moamba de galinha) est un plat de poulet salé populaire en Afrique centrale et considéré comme le plat national de l'Angola. Le plat lui-même est fait en combinant du poulet, des épices et du beurre de palme pour créer une consistance semblable à un ragoût. Un certain nombre de variations locales ou régionales existent à travers le Congo et l'Afrique centrale ; le plat est également connu en dehors du continent.
Garden photos
I wanted to leave the west so much that I left Canada even before properly finishing my studies. Don't worry, I finished remotely! It’s not that I didn’t like it. I enjoyed my studies, my friends and generally liked my life over there. But I wasn’t happy. Or rather, I wasn’t satisfied. I was bored. I disliked the streets, the people (not all!), the lack of urgency and the passivity
This question gets asked a lot when I meet someone new. I have many versions of the answer depending on the person asking, my mood or the immediate environment. I can't seem to answer the same thing every time. Why is this question important in the first place? Why is it asked? Is my accent... Continue Reading →
Landing at the Kinshasa airport, an experience I landed in the Kinshasa International or Ndjili airport at 10pm on a Turkish airlines flight on a Sunday night. This is what you can expect.
Sketches from 2021 Self portraitGuitar FistPaperChili sauceBabyBabyRandom superheroRandom faceMy handLady on phoneSurgical maskPrisms and shadesPlant against wallBedsheets
On quitte un pays, pour rejoindre un autre Poésie sur le départ
Emilio in Congo (DRC) 