Good Stiff Breeze

November 4, 2011 · Filed under General

I think this story is best told similarly as it was told to my friend Cormac—slowly unfolding via successive text messages.  Let’s review.

 

(10:19am):      In a taxi to Bushenyi to see Jean- yeah!!  Have a great day!

(10:31am):      Have stopped to pick up passengers (already 21 ppl!) but the door is seriously stuck shut.  Bars on all windows, giant bag o posho flour blocking exit thru driver seat.  This is my hell.

(10:32am):      Someone farted in here.

(10:41am):      Door opened (fnly!), added 3 ppl, now sliding door won’t close.  Not even on front hinges.  Not even close.  They r tryin hard tho, ha ha!

(10:45am):      They gave up, now continuing journey down Mbarara hgway.  Conductor holding door closed with elbow….

(10:52am):      Door flown off, somewhere in tea field.  Now looking for it.  Brief delay.

(11:05am):      Door in backseat.  Free and breezy!

 

Funny, I still made it to my meeting on time.  I guess because we were driving fast enough for our door to FLY OFF.  That thing was like a Frisbee. 

(Now):             Everybody A-okay!