At the end of a hectic week of appointments in the big city, it is probably good to take a moment to reflect before heading off on vacation next week.
Yesterday I had some time to reflect, as I spent an hour and a half driving 12 km to pay a debt and pick up a few things we needed before the weekend. I did some calculations after I got home:
So I drove an average speed of a slow parking lot, or maybe a fast walk, through traffic for an hour and a half. Welcome to Nairobi.
But there were some consolations, like being able to listen to Car Talk podcasts I’d downloaded – one and a half of them. And another was being able to reflect a bit more casually than I normaly do, about the life going on around here. I got to see a lot of people walking (and faster than I was driving, to be sure), and I got to read more of the signs.
We had many appointments booked with various doctors and therapists, and it is somewhat amazing to see that we got it all done. But there are a couple doctors we didn’t get to see, who advertise along my route of yesterday, and I was driving slow enough (did I mention that?) to take pictures:
But even if you don’t wood to make a sign for a telephone pole, or color ink, or a website, you can still advertise (this is an A4 sheet of paper taped to a tree stump):
I particularly like the breadth of competence Dr. Karim has. He isn’t limited to helping you with your marriage/sex/relationship problems, like Dr. Khalif. Dr. Karim can also help you with politics, and with ‘lost items’. I wonder if he can help me find that hour and a half…
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