And to Think that I Saw It.....

Dr. Seuss  wrote a book called And to Think that I Saw it on Mulberry Street.  It's about a little boy who, in true Seuss style sees imagines all kinds of unusual bizarre things that he sees on Mulberry Street . So Mulberry Street has nothing over Boulevard Trente Juin (30th of June), the street on which we live.  This week they began to construct a huge sign.

First the huge pieces were delivered.

 Next 14  men started working on it.   

These 14 guys worked for most of the week getting piece after piece in place.

Some were working. Some were supervising and many were standing around with confused looks on their faces.  But finally it was finished.  Now how would they get it upright and in the post hole that they had dug?

Several days later this little, old, red crane arrived and did the job.

 

The sign is in place. It has nothing in it, but it is in place. 

We're waiting to see what it's going to say.

Now the question is  HOW DOES THIS RELATE TO MULBERRY STREET?

Many things in the Congo have become so common place that we don't even notice them. And so it was with the pictures of the hoisting of the sign.  Not until I started looking at the pictures to choose the ones to  post, did I see what was in the background of these pictures.  So, here it is. In almost every picture there is something uniquely Congolese. If one looks closely at the backgrounds you can see "Mulberry Street." There are amazing things that are everyday occurances in the Congo, but are by no means ordinary.

The taxi-bus money taker and a policeman are hanging out of this taxi-bus, which is very common. The bus is so crammed that they can't get inside. There are probably 20 people inside that bus.

  Two young boys are pulling and pushing a chariot full of ???????

 A truck full of workers are on their way to a job site.

 

 A lady is headed home with some wooden treasure. 

A mom with her baby wrapped on her back is going to start her day selling bread as a street vendor. 

One should always keep one's eyes open in the Congo. It's Mulberry street every day.