When I was growing up here, I loved reading the names and slogans on all the public transport vehicles. They were always pretty amusing, but one of our family favorites was a fleet of vans that operated in our town named “The Struggle Continues.”
I feel like I have been riding in those vans on this trip, because there have been so many mishaps and complications. Yesterday was a travel day back towards Nairobi, and of course, it didn’t go smoothly. We had YET ANOTHER flat. And then, we were engulfed in the traffic jam from hell.
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