You tell me ... I get on a two-wheeled taxi at the foot of Nakasero Hill road and bargain with the driver for 3,500 to get to Just Kickin'. As we start to head out I start to get the feeling he may not know where he is going. My suspicion is confirmed when we stop and he asks another driver for assistance then off we go again. It still looks a little shaky once we stop and this time ask a conglomeration of locals. Still no confidence. Then a guy tells the driver where it is (Kisimente), which I will remember for next time.
We get there and I gladly give the driver 4,000 instead of the negotiated tariff and he wants more. He wants 5,000 and I tell him he already got more that he asked for. It's not my problem if he got lost and my extra 500 shillings in standard Ugandan culture is a nice bonus. As I write this post I feel badly; I know how little money these people make especially compared to muzungu. They have motocross on the big screen and I hope the football will come on at 3:30. I am interested to see if it's a struggle getting ManU on at the bottom of the hour .... playing another big market team at that ... Liverpool.
No comments:
Post a Comment