Showing posts with label moto. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moto. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 February 2014

Shoe shining and paper aeroplanes

It's easy to mock tuk tuk drivers or moto top drivers, with their incessant shouts of "tuk tuk?!?" or "moto?!?" As soon as you appear around the corner, they will spring up with the hope of a puppy at dinner time, eager to take anything that you may offer. Our answer of having a bike already or just being out for a walk can cause a slump worse than any stock market has witnessed.


In Europe or America, to earn a living you look for an employer to give you a job. In developing countries, there are very few employers and if you want money to eat, you have to think what you can do to earn money yourself. The question is: "What can I do that will persuade people to give me money?"

I've had 13 years at school followed by 5 years at university and I have no idea what I  could do or produce that would persuade people to give me money. I made a wooden chair once when I was 12 but wouldn't remember how to do it now. Judging by my hairstyles, I don't think offering to cut people's hair for them would be an option. My restaurant would only be able to serve cheese toasties and I get a sore back when ironing for too long (the board is always too low). Imagine how hard this could be when you are illiterate and find it difficult to count and then add in the consideration that you are trying to sell to people whose monthly income is $100.

In my opinion, I can make the best paper aeroplanes ever, but they don't tend to last very long so I couldn't charge very much. I was pretty good at polishing my school shoes though so I guess that is what I could do. I could be a shoe shine boy. Put me into a situation in Cambodia where I would have to be self-employed and my best idea is to earn some money by shining shoes, with a paper aeroplane business on the side.

One lunch time a few months ago, when the heat scares people indoors, I watched my moto dop friend paced around his moto. He would wipe his seat, inspect his face in the wing mirror, look down one street, then another and then another. He would look down all four streets that can be seen from the intersection but there was nobody there. Without any customers, he didn't know what to do other than what he had been doing for two decades.

We have phrases in English that have become so common that we have lost an understanding of what the words mean. To counter this, when we do actually mean what we are saying, we insert the word "literally". In Cambodia, there are literally some people who do not know what to do with themselves. They don't have skills or ideas and they only know what they've done before. If that stops working then what else can they do?

Sometimes, I become slightly tired of tuk tuks offering you a ride or market sellers asking if you want to buy something and when I do I feel a bit ashamed. Despite the vast majority of people saying no, they keep on asking, they keep on offering, they keep on putting themselves out there for a disappointment. If I was a shoe-shiner or a paper-aeroplane seller, I don't think I would be able to keep going like they do.

Gordon





Thursday, 18 April 2013

transport in Cambodia 1 - the moto


A few weeks ago Gordon and I learned to ride a moto. In about 30 minutes. Turns out driving a moto is as easy as everyone says it is - in a straight line and on concrete anyway.

Adam, our teacher, looks on as Gordon manoeuvres round a 'corner'




For some further practice we went out to my colleague Soklaing's house, about 20km from the city. We joined the new volunteers who had recently arrived in country for their moto training. We didn't do the moto training when we arrived as we knew we wouldn't have motos for our placements in Phnom Penh. However, we'd recently thought it would be fun to learn as it would mean we could hire motos when we went to visit some of the provinces.

I forgot to take my camera out with me when we went out on our big 1.5 hour drive that let us practice on different road surfaces and in traffic etc so I don't have many pictures (and obviously I wouldn't have taken my hands off the handlebars when I was driving!!). So here's what I did take. All three of them!

parked up at Soklaing's beautiful house
teacher Adam, Marissa, teacher Peter, host Soklaing, Rolly and Kent
plus the feast that Soklaing's family prepared for us

my trusty steed for the day - a Honda Dream Excess
(I think the Excess means it's a step up from the bog standard Honda Dream)

Motos are definitely the transport option of choice for the majority of Cambodians, and the model of choice is generally the Honda Dream. And it's no wonder - they're indestructible! They're inexpensive to run, will take all grades of fuel, parts are cheap and plentiful and they're a doddle to drive. You only need one hand to drive it, leaving the other free to hold on to a small, often sleeping, child (complete with their IV drip) or whatever other cargo you're transporting that day. It's not uncommon to see four people on a bike. Who needs a car when you have a Dream?

Sadly, I don't have a picture with four people (plus) on the moto. Will try harder.

What's the collective term for motos? A madness of motos? 

Chicken coop needing moved? No problem

Drive through boggy mud (see behind) carrying snacks for 30 plus bucket etc for doing a hand-washing demo?
Easy. Although, obviously, that was a Cambodian driving, not a Barang (foreigner).

Trailer plus cargo plus people? Pile it on!

delivering ice - what a light load this Dream is getting