driving independence

every time i get into my car, i'm reminded that i really live here. i've never lived in a foreign country long enough to own a car before. now i do, and i do. i'm no longer intimidated by the traffic or the drivers or the lefthand-side-of-the-road driving. in fact, i rather enjoy all that. understanding it all and knowing where i fit in makes me feel at home.

driving in kampala is kind of like playing a game of frogger. everyone's got a sense of self-preservation (excluding matatu, bus, and semi drivers), the potholes are always negotiable if you go slow enough, and drivers are accomodating to a certain degree. the traffic jams are horrific (it took a friend 2 hours to go 10 km the other day), but when you're in the thick of it you're also in the thick of living in kampala. i like that. 101africa 101paige