Jul 02 2008
Have you ever seen a ninja in a jam?
Somehow, between my more bookish northwestern readers, a small yellow bird, a master paddler and a wimsical science enthusiast, this blog has made some money. So, for June thanks are due to Suzanne, KD, Carmine, Wim and Herb.
As a special treat, I present to you, a scene from my last trip back from Nairobi, on the Mombasa-Nairobi highway, arguably on of the most important roads in East africa as it leads from the coast to the capital of Kenya. It dissolves into unbelievable, apocalyptic scenes like this as a matter of course.
Imagine my surprise when I caught a glimpse of The Original Black Ninja. As you are no doubt aware, ninjas are normally quite stealthy and unintrusive. This one wasn’t.
Technorati : donor report, kenya, roads
One response so far
Thanks for the memories! When we first moved to Cape Town from the US in 1999 I could not believe the way people drove. It was a bit of a dangerous learning curve; you had to expect the unexpected. South Africans are aggressive drivers. I remember a South African friend telling me he thought South African drivers are the best in the world. I about fell out of my chair.
In 2004 we moved to Kenya. Kenya where the roads are so bad that people drive on the side and off the road because its faster and you avoid the potholes. Luckily, we lived in the bush and only had to venture into Nairobi every two months. It was scary, especially at night, Drivers have little regard for rules of the road, in fact the rule is “every person for themselves.” In order to survive you had to assume the same attitude else be squashed like a bug.
Now that we are back in Cape Town, I just laugh when I see some BMW two inches from my rear and passing on a blind corner only to see him 1 km down the road pulled over at the local Spar. Nairobi dreaming!
Bertie