The other day we were trying to get to our new church villa. We were driving along, minding our own business, when suddenly:
Tent in the middle of the road. For perspective, this picture was taken from the vantage point of us driving up the wrong side of the road. We should be on the other side of that divider, but, tent.
Notice there are no warning signs or detour signs or cops directing traffic or signs saying when the tent will be removed. It's just there, for the foreseeable future, until so-and-so gets married and the party is over (or whatever).
It was strange enough that I took a picture and I'm blogging about it, obviously, but at the same time, stuff like this is so normal here. If you need to put up a tent that blocks an entire road, meh, go for it. We'll all figure out how to get where we're going. Even if we have to drive on the wrong side of the road to do it.
Tent in the middle of the road. For perspective, this picture was taken from the vantage point of us driving up the wrong side of the road. We should be on the other side of that divider, but, tent.
Notice there are no warning signs or detour signs or cops directing traffic or signs saying when the tent will be removed. It's just there, for the foreseeable future, until so-and-so gets married and the party is over (or whatever).
It was strange enough that I took a picture and I'm blogging about it, obviously, but at the same time, stuff like this is so normal here. If you need to put up a tent that blocks an entire road, meh, go for it. We'll all figure out how to get where we're going. Even if we have to drive on the wrong side of the road to do it.