The 1st one I get, the other one I wonder if they make you carry your excrement in your pockets?
The 1st one I get, the other one I wonder if they make you carry your excrement in your pockets?
The 1st one I get, the other one I wonder if they make you carry your excrement in your pockets?
Leta ile hekaya.
Trust me, it's very very true.
Leta ile hekaya.
Not too long ago there was a chance for quick money driving J79 Land Cruiser pick ups from Mombasa to Sudan.
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Me and two cab driver pals took it.
First trip was good. 1000USD in the pocket. Bus to Mombasa, drive to South Sudan then Kampala Coach back.
On the second trip my eyes were very tempted to shine on one of the pickups but I riswad that 'siprit'. I had too much to lose if things went awry. The engine, gear boxes and differentials can fetch you a clean one point something milli by the way. Ready market.
Sisi hao, Mombasa to Busia in 10 hrs. I made better time than most since I am used to driving a LHD vehicle.
Busia to Yei, another 18 hrs.
Bob, Oti and I hand over in Yei and the agent pays 200USD instead of the agreed balance of 500. We try to cause but he activates red eye reduction and says any queries and/or complaints will be handled the next time he is in Kenya. He is flanked by some mean-looking soldiers with embossed tribal patterns on their faces.
We agree to leave with tails tucked.
Oti and Bob, however, had to do a number 2 first.
So quick check left and right and they duck into a bush.
Bob emerges first, looking relieved.
Hehehe. When Oti comes out 10 minutes later, he is the company of SPLM soldiers and he is reeking of crap.
Apparently, these dolts pooped in a military camp. Can't blame them, though. There was nothing much to identify it as one.
The soldiers found Oti winding up and made him pick up all the dung (including Bob's) and stuff it in his pockets.
The walk to Kampala Coach was epic. Bob and I 10 metres away from Oti...he stunk like an exhauster.
Good thing is we found a place to buy some clothes and Oti cleaned up juu juu then changed.
Oti nowadays drives tourists in a Toyota Shark.
Every time he sees me smiling he shouts expletives in Dholuo.
I bet when he sees Bob he abuses him in Dothraki.
That's friendship....carrying your pal's poop in your pocket.
Not too long ago there was a chance for quick money driving J79 Land Cruiser pick ups from Mombasa to Sudan.
View attachment 25777
Me and two cab driver pals took it.
First trip was good. 1000USD in the pocket. Bus to Mombasa, drive to South Sudan then Kampala Coach back.
On the second trip my eyes were very tempted to shine on one of the pickups but I riswad that 'siprit'. I had too much to lose if things went awry. The engine, gear boxes and differentials can fetch you a clean one point something milli by the way. Ready market.
Sisi hao, Mombasa to Busia in 10 hrs. I made better time than most since I am used to driving a LHD vehicle.
Busia to Yei, another 18 hrs.
Bob, Oti and I hand over in Yei and the agent pays 200USD instead of the agreed balance of 500. We try to cause but he activates red eye reduction and says any queries and/or complaints will be handled the next time he is in Kenya. He is flanked by some mean-looking soldiers with embossed tribal patterns on their faces.
We agree to leave with tails tucked.
Oti and Bob, however, had to do a number 2 first.
So quick check left and right and they duck into a bush.
Bob emerges first, looking relieved.
Hehehe. When Oti comes out 10 minutes later, he is the company of SPLM soldiers and he is reeking of crap.
Apparently, these dolts pooped in a military camp. Can't blame them, though. There was nothing much to identify it as one.
The soldiers found Oti winding up and made him pick up all the dung (including Bob's) and stuff it in his pockets.
The walk to Kampala Coach was epic. Bob and I 10 metres away from Oti...he stunk like an exhauster.
Good thing is we found a place to buy some clothes and Oti cleaned up juu juu then changed.
Oti nowadays drives tourists in a Toyota Shark.
Every time he sees me smiling he shouts expletives in Dholuo.
I bet when he sees Bob he abuses him in Dothraki.
That's friendship....carrying your pal's poop in your pocket.
holyRavioli!he stunk like an exhauster
holyRavioli!![]()
Did you get the balance eventually?Not too long ago there was a chance for quick money driving J79 Land Cruiser pick ups from Mombasa to Sudan.
View attachment 25777
Me and two cab driver pals took it.
First trip was good. 1000USD in the pocket. Bus to Mombasa, drive to South Sudan then Kampala Coach back.
On the second trip my eyes were very tempted to shine on one of the pickups but I riswad that 'siprit'. I had too much to lose if things went awry. The engine, gear boxes and differentials can fetch you a clean one point something milli by the way. Ready market.
Sisi hao, Mombasa to Busia in 10 hrs. I made better time than most since I am used to driving a LHD vehicle.
Busia to Yei, another 18 hrs.
Bob, Oti and I hand over in Yei and the agent pays 200USD instead of the agreed balance of 500. We try to cause but he activates red eye reduction and says any queries and/or complaints will be handled the next time he is in Kenya. He is flanked by some mean-looking soldiers with embossed tribal patterns on their faces.
We agree to leave with tails tucked.
Oti and Bob, however, had to do a number 2 first.
So quick check left and right and they duck into a bush.
Bob emerges first, looking relieved.
Hehehe. When Oti comes out 10 minutes later, he is the company of SPLM soldiers and he is reeking of crap.
Apparently, these dolts pooped in a military camp. Can't blame them, though. There was nothing much to identify it as one.
The soldiers found Oti winding up and made him pick up all the dung (including Bob's) and stuff it in his pockets.
The walk to Kampala Coach was epic. Bob and I 10 metres away from Oti...he stunk like an exhauster.
Good thing is we found a place to buy some clothes and Oti cleaned up juu juu then changed.
Oti nowadays drives tourists in a Toyota Shark.
Every time he sees me smiling he shouts expletives in Dholuo.
I bet when he sees Bob he abuses him in Dothraki.
That's friendship....carrying your pal's poop in your pocket.
Nope.Did you get the balance eventually?
And you had already drank the initial deposit sio?Nope.
It drank water.
You know the drill....And you had already drank the initial deposit sio?
Mandshouts expletives in Dholuo.
Nope.
It drank water.
Sudan pahali watu huingia hoteli na wanakula free utashtaki kwa nani.Did you get the balance eventually?