I'm in a town called Bongoma or something. It's actually a pretty decent town. It's only some 40 km from the Uganda border.
Today was a perfect cycling day. Everyone was nice on the way. I started out late but I still cycled for about 100km.
I ate lunch in this mud hut place. Lumpy ugali, little dried fish, vegatables and a cup of tea. That's pretty low class food so I was a bit surprised how much the guy over charged me. I paid without complaining so he says, "Oh yeah, and add a dollar for tea." I paid again without too much complaint. Then he claims he doesn't have change so could he keep the dollar change? At this point I was cracking up at the audacity of it.
As I left he tried to charge me an additional 30 cents for using the table. I still start laughing when I think about that man.
Tomorrow I cross to Uganda. Everyone says that Uganda is great. There is less gang voilence than in Kenya. The landscape is lush. There are milk trucks driving all over. We'll see.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
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Ah, the joys of being the gullible foreigner! :)
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