“You boys like Mex-i-co!?”

Welp, I had a terrifying experience on a matatu yesterday.  I sat in the passenger seat, also known as the ‘death seat’ here in Kenya.  The driver literally floored it the entire way to Maua.  He was cutting corners, swerving past other cars all the while narrowly missing oncoming vehicles by mere inches.  People were literally diving out of the way.  It was terrifying.  I think the driver was either drunk, stoned, simply out of his damn mind or a combination of all three.  When we finally stopped.  I breathed a huge sigh of relief and grabbed my chest to feel my heart racing.  Then the conductor (the man who collects the money) happily said, “40 bub" as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.  It was like a roller coaster ride.  Wow.

More old pictures from Loitoktok:

One of the streets in town: