Kenyan Hot-Rod

ak. It was another busy day at the hospital. After a weekend of rain and colder temperatures, patients flooded in with flu and pneumonia-like symptoms. Luckily, all medical staff were on hand, so everything ran smoothly. At the end of the day, a funny incident occurred. Since Ruth was consumed with work at home, I had taken a taxi to the hospital in the morning. In the afternon, I was late meeting the taxi at the bottom of the hill (the 3km road is too rough for small sedans to traverse), so I ran the 3km to make up time. When I reached the bottom, heaving due to the thin 2200m air, I spotted this car. It looked so outrageous, I had to stop to take a picture. I then continued on to the main road since the taxi had not yet arrived. After 45 minutes of waiting and growing concern that it was getting dark, the taxi driver called me wondering where I was. He was parked at the bottom of the hill waiting for me. It turns out he had borrowed the outrageous car from his friend as his was in the shop for repairs. When I walked by and took the photo, he was peacefully sleeping in the back seat. We had a good laugh about the situation...and then ran out of gas 2km from the house!