Wait…what…uh…Is that a pothole? OMG.

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I’m posting this from Dar Es Salaam, Tanzania.  I’ve been spending the week touring East Africa.  On business. Blah blah blah.  I’ll skip the boring stuff.

I’ve been travelling internationally for almost 10 years.  I’ve been to almost 50 different countries.  I’ve been living in Africa for 40 years.  Pick any of these reasons that might ensure my credibility when I say: “I thought I’ve seen it all.”

I have not.

Life throws curveballs like a monkey on crack. She hides among the tall grass of the savannah, crouching, ready to pounce and charge like the hungry lion she is. Surprising you with unexpected moments, just when you think it’s run out of things to show you.

This time it was potholes.


A pothole, for all the citizens of 1st world countries who are frowning at the moment, is when a road is damaged, i.e a piece of tar is missing. It happens. It has…

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