April 3, 2013
We left the neatness of Suriname and the peace and tranquility for the crowded roads of Berbice.
|In Suriname people want plain dirt around their homes. We saw|
many people out sweeping in the morning. They don't want even
a blade of grass.
|There are many Chinese stores, litter free.|
|We saw vegetables, rice, and bananas growing.|
| We are now in Berbice. Good-bye to the peace and tranquility. |
In Guyana you share the road, and it's pretty much every man
When we arrived in Berbice, the rice growers were drying therice out in the road. In some places the rice was on both sides of the road, and you had to drive down the middle.
|These big slow trucks carry the rice.|
|The farmers started to gather, sweep, and bag the rice.|
|There are people on bicycles all along the way.|
|There are tractors, big trucks and other farm equipment parked along the road. Much of the farming takes place in Berbice.|
|The animals think they own the road. They are not intimidated.|
|This fellow has his store on his bike.|
|Bags of rice along the road.|
|These fellows are herding their cows on their bikes.|
|The goats and cows love to clean up the rice.|
|The bags of rice and the goats.|
|More bags of rice.|
|The people think they own the road as well. They are not too|
worried about getting in your way.
|Now they are "uplifting" the bags of rice.|