Got our diesel powered, 4WD, Nissan Navara. What you call "basic transportation" in Uganda |
Got our truck yesterday
and had my first drivers lesson. Here we drive on the opposite side of the road
as they do in England. It was a bit nerve-wracking to say the least with the
way people drive here. There are no stop signs or stoplights in almost the
entire city. Nobody obeys any of the traffic laws but there are many unwritten
rules of the road which new drivers learn through experience. Here are some of
the rules of the road.
1. Always signal when you intend to make a turn or change lanes. Other drivers are depending on you to use your signal because they may just decide to pass you on the right or on the left at any time.
2. Check your side mirrors. The road is filled with bota bota's which are small motorcycles of about 190
CC's. They swarm around you like bees. They rely on you to use your turn
signal. If you signal that you are turning or moving to the left they will
swarm you on the right. No matter which direction you are moving you always
have to check your side mirrors on both sides because there might be a bota
in your blind spot. (Co-pilot checks the left side mirror. Driver is too busy looking ahead).
3. Always travel Ugandan speed. Most of the time this means you travel at 20
kilometers (12 mph) and in the second gear. You are not going to get ahead of
the traffic so just stay behind it and be patient.
4. If there is a deep ditch on your left side you cannot see it very well if at
all. So when turning left always make a wide turn so your rear wheel doesn't
drop in the ditch.
5. Watch out for pedestrians. There are no sidewalks so pedestrians always walk in the street. Watch out
for them and try to stay as far to the right as you can in your lane so you
don't hit anybody.
6. Try not to be on the road before 10 AM so you miss the rush hour madness.
Try to be off the road by 7 PM which is when it gets dark. Drivers always seem
to use their bright lights.
7. Watch out for speed bumps, they are everywhere.some are high enough that a
small car can high center. Fortunately we have height clearance vehicles and
this is not an issue. But if you go too fast over a big bump your rear
passengers go flying and they don't like it very much. Speed bumps usually
come in groups of three close together.so when you clear the first one start
looking for the second and third ones. And remember that speed bumps in the
shade are hard to see.
8. Passenger is the
co-pilot. Checks left side mirror for botas, backs you out of tight spots and
stops traffic for you when needed.
Our truck once had a cover on the back |
Driver sits on the right, shifts left handed, drives on the left side of the road |
During my driving lesson I tried to flip the turn signal from
the left side which turns the windshield wipers on!!!
I am sure there are many other rules of the road that I will learn in the next few days. I just hope I can learn them without having a knock. A "knock" is what Ugandans call an accident. They never are very serious because the traffic moves so slow but no one ever wants a knock.
After my first day of driving I was awakened by a phone call. The caller told me I had a flat tire on my driver’s side rear. I threw on some clothes and went downstairs to assess the damage. Sure enough, the driver’s side rear tire was flat as a pancake. Now what to do?
As luck would have it the gardener, who lives on the grounds, was working nearby. He knew where the spare tire was located under the bed of the truck completely out of sight. He was already dirty so he didn't mind kneeling in the red dust which covers everything here, sticks to your shoes and permeates your clothes at the slightest contact. So I was grateful for that. Together we started working to put on the spare tire.
He said he
doesn't have a car of his own so he wasn't totally sure of how to place the jack
to get the truck up off the ground. I gave him some hints and he got the spare down onto the
ground and unhooked from its mounting. He loosened the lug nuts on the tire. He
jacked the truck up but it wouldn't go high enough to get the spare tire on. We
found a stone about 6 inches thick and after jacking the truck back down we set
the jack on the stone. This time there was no problem getting the tire high
enough of f the ground to change it and in a few moments the old tire was off and the spare
tire was on. I drove the truck two
blocks to a gas station where they found a big puncture in my tire and fixed it
within fifteen minutes.
I tipped the gardener 3000 Ugandan shillings for his help. The gas station charged me 5000 shillings for the repair and I tip the guy 2000 shilling's more. So the total cost of tire repair was 10,000 Ugandan shillings or $3.33 American.
This is Nelson, our day guard. He opens the gate for us when we go in an out of our apartment complex. He is a very pleasant fellow as are most all Ugandans.
Next on our agenda was getting groceries to take with us to Gulu. We are told there is only one small grocery store there and it is very hard to get many things particularly meat or dairy products. So we drove to the grocery store and loaded up with 511,800 Shillings worth of groceries. We got most of what we needed and the total cost in American dollars was $170.16. Much of this stuff will last us the full six weeks we will be up there before we can come back to Kampala to resupply.
Life is interesting here, the driving is crazy, but the people are really warm and friendly.
This is the street we live on. It is called Commercial Street and is in a very nice neighborhood of Kampala. But like so many streets here it is not paved or only partially paved with killer speed bumps. You can't tell from this picture but we are also on a very steep hill, known to the missionaries as "Repentance Hill," because when you walk up it you repent at the top and promise never to do it again. The hill is steep enough that even in first gear my diesel powered truck has trouble making it to the top. I am guessing things get very interesting during the rainy season for those headed for the main thoroughfare at the top of the hill.
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