What to write?

Hmmm... things are becoming so normal around here. Well, I mean, they will never be "normal" in the normal sense of the word, but I'm just getting used to things being like that. So I can't really think of anything all that interesting to write tonight. I have accomplished a few things today, but I never, ever seem to get to certain things on my "to do" list, which seems to only be getting longer, not shorter :(

Oh, one funny thing happened to me on the way to a meeting this morning. Traffic here is crazy. I mean, really, I've never seen anything like it. I'll try to post a video of it at some point - I just have to get myself in a car when someone else is driving sometime! Anyway, on the way to this meeting this morning, I had to make a right turn at a T-intersection.

So I'm sitting in my hilux truck, waiting for all the motorcycles, pedestrians, bikes, goats, oh yeah, and other cars to get out of my way and leave a little break in the traffic so I could pull out onto our only tarmac road in town. It was pretty busy with all the aforementioned moving things, so I had to sit at the corner and wait for a few minutes. I'm patiently waiting for a break in the traffic, when I hear someone shouting at me from the side of the road (of course the window was open, since it was already 32C at 9am and we don't have A/C in the truck). The voice shouting said something like, "Hey, you, go! What are you waiting for? Go!". I'm thinking, this guy is crazy, has no idea how to drive, just wants to make trouble for the white girl.

But I looked over at who it was shouting at me, and it was none other than the friendly neighborhood traffic police officer! Yup. The traffic policeman was yelling at me to hit the pedistrians walking in front of the truck and pull out into the path of swiftly moving SUVs and motorcycles. So I yelled back at him :) Maybe that wasn't quite the right thing to do to the traffic policeman, but honestly, what did he expect me to do?! Anyways, I knew he couldn't do anything to me, since I was in a car and he was just on his feet :D Gotta love it.

On the way home from that same same meeting (oh, that's a total East African English thing that just slipped out, yes, I meant to write "same" twice!), on that same same corner, there was a truck smashed beyond recognition. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what had happened. But obviously the traffic police were directing traffic very effectively...