Saturday, February 21, 2009

A taste of Kampala


Down by the bay
Where the watermelons grow
Back to my home
I dare not go
For if I do
My Mother would say…

This song came to mind the other day when I was reflecting on the many “odd” sights I have seen here in Kampala. No, I haven’t seen a llama wearing pajamas or a bear combing his hair, but I would like to describe for you some of the more noticeably different or downright shocking things I have seen here to date.

#1 – A man cycling down the road with a couch strapped to the back of his pedal bike. (See photo above)
#2 – A complete family of 5 travelling on one motorbike. (Child, Dad, child, Mom sitting sideways with a baby in her arms).
#3 – A man being taxied on a motorbike while he holds his own motorbike on the seat between himself and the driver.
#4 – Imagine a flat bed truck with higher sides and overhead bars. Now imagine that this truck is chock full of identically dressed children standing shoulder to shoulder. Maybe they were headed on a school field trip...
#5 – A man still sitting in the driver’s seat of his bashed-in car as it is towed to the garage.
#6 – Carrying fish home from the market? Well, those are tied to the grill of your vehicle for the journey. Better wash them extra well when you arrive home…
#7 – A minibus taxi speeds by with a guy on rollerblades (or roller skates) casually holding on to the back.

Hmm…I know there are many more, but I think they are becoming quite normal to me now. Ah, the idiosyncrasies of Africa. I love them!

1 comment:

Jamie said...

Love it! Way to catch the couch on film, eh?