Monday, May 23, 2011

More Sightseeing...

A place to buy fabric and a place to buy in cola.

No one knows just how deep these potholes are until you drive through them as they are usually covered in muddy garbage water. So convenient.

This is how I imagine my demise happening in Congo... A large, speeding, out of control truck filled with people and/or livestock. Every time one of these trucks hits one of the many massive potholes, I always expect to see the roof people fly off. But, impressively, I have never seen it happen.