Rough ride

I travelled to my home village this last weekend and I swear I spent the entire three hour journey praying.

While I knew that I would be traveling in a skorokoro, I never imagined that I would ride in a truck that would be literally falling apart inside, without rearview mirrors and indicators.

I hired a truck to transport thatching grass for my mother from our farm to our home village which is almost 120kms away.

I spoke to the truck owner and concluded the deal prior to the journey without giving much thought about the state of the vehicle.

What I knew though was that it was one ...