The joy of asphalt
On a typical day driving through the sleepy
fishing village of Kerta Sari, it is not unusual to come across children on
bicycles, groups of people sitting by the road for their daily gossip, a
herd of goats wandering around in search of some grass or a cockerel running
across the road as soon as you drive close to it.
Strolling through the village streets pre-asphalt! |
It is befitting of such a place to have a
sandy/ dusty path as the main thoroughfare. So you can imagine what a novelty when
the one main street gets covered in gravel in preparation for asphalt. After
months of anticipation, the paving machine made its way to the outskirts of the
village. Typical of this part of the world, there was no forewarning about road
closure so we had to negotiate with the improvised ‘traffic warden’ to allow
our car and the truck loaded with building materials to proceed to our house.
It is amusing to watch, and somewhat frustrating to endure, the delight on
people’s face when they are in a temporary position of authority.
The laying of asphalt through the village
lasted a few days. One evening as we headed out for a boat christening
ceremony, as you do, we came across a stream of people waving to us to signal that we
couldn’t drive any further. The final section of the street was closed. Crowds
were gathered by the roadside to watch the giant roller machine drive back and
forth compacting the asphalt. This went on for ages. It was the biggest event
in this town’s recent history. Even the
goats made an appearance on the asphalt before being quickly ‘shooood away’!
the crowd puller |
We can now reach the closest town in less
time…hoorah! However, there is more traffic on the street now…bicycles,
skateboards, motorbikes.
It is amazing how something we deem as
trivial in the ‘developed’ world can be viewed as ‘eventful’ in this part of
the world.
Tip: Stop! take a moment to appreciate the world around
you…and smile.
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