Just another Tuesday town day, no big deal. Katie’s computer died so we were headed to downtown Nairobi to find a specific mac store that could hopefully tell her what was wrong with it… and we had no idea where we were going. Thankfully we found it and attempted to return home. Unfortunately for us we encountered some lovely traffic
Now, for those of you who don’t live in a city or have never been to Nairobi… let me just inform you that any kind of traffic here is ridiculous. I believe there are maybe three traffic lights in all of Nairobi… that’s a big maybe. There are traffic laws but here if you get to the spot first, it is yours. So we actually thought we were going to meet our deaths multiple times.
While we were in said crazy traffic, two police officers motioned at us to stop… Tanzi did because we didn’t even think about it. The woman told Keith to get out of the front seat and the man got in the back with Katie and Macy. Now, we were completely confused because as far as we knew, we hadn’t done anything wrong, all we knew was that we were lost and trying to find our way home.
So Melissa and I are trying to find where we are on this retarded map, Katie is dying of laughter because it’s how she copes with stress, Macy is NOT helping by whispering “serious face” to her, and Tanzi is convinced that she is going to jail. The reason the police officers stopped us was because one of our stickers was expired, it was for November and we had just entered December (4 December 2012 to be exact). So Katie is calling Derek, and laughing, Macy takes the phone, then the male police officer takes it from Macy to talk to Derek. It was all a crazy convoluted mess. I suggested to Melissa and Keith that we should just figure out where we were and take them back to Maxwell. This was my grand scheme for two reasons. One, they were in our car and we were moving. Two, they didn’t have any guns. and Three, they were looking to get some wazungu to bribe them.
So after this whole convoluted mess they either realized that we were pathetic or that we weren’t going to bribe them, so they gave us directions and we drove home. At that point Tanzi was shaken up so badly that we had to listen to Christian songs to soothe her raw nerves the whole way home. Once we got home, I promptly put on Facebook that I had been arrested… if you can’t tell, I love a bit of travesty every now and again.
So that’s the story.