Monday 27th October
Monday was driving day. I had agreed to take some newly made friends down to Eldoret, meeting them at the club at 10.00 am. So after a great relaxed breakfast with toast, cream and marmalade I got a lift with Tony’s driver back to Kitale. A fond farewell to Tony and Adrianne and we were off with the towering mountain behind us. Down the wet murrum roads between the cyclists and pedestrians into Kitale.
I picked up my passengers and off we went. The road was rough. Nobody had fixed it in the last twenty years. The lorries were crawling from pothole to rut and swerving around the track. I drove as I usually do, just blending with the other traffic. Unfortunately when we were approaching Eldoret a Matatu opened its door straight onto my left hand mirror and door. What happened next is not nice to write about, so I will just say that four hours later I was able to continue the journey to Nairobi. Then getting into Nairobi at night was just hell. Cars driving without lights and people on bicycles without lights. Closest thing to crash roulette that I have experienced.