It’s been very rainy over the last week here in Nairobi, and
the mud where I work in Embakasi has become even worse. But, even I admit to being something of a drama
queen when I compare it to trench warfare in the last century. Until today.
Last night here in Embakasi, someone drove their car into
one of the rain-clogged construction ditches on the side of the road, and completely
disappeared. The traffic backed up this
morning, as hundreds of people gathered to watch the car being dragged from beneath
the muddy water. My colleagues were talking
about the driver, was he drunk? ‘It
doesn’t matter’, says my colleague Ken, ‘that one will be dead.’
The Chinese contractors here see no need to put barriers
around every ditch; the foreman I saw who was assisting the dredging process looked
uncomfortable being the centre of attention, and pretty annoyed that the road
building would be put behind schedule.
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