Kampala’s Congenial Chaos
Kampala’s Congenial Chaos Come rain, come shine, welcome to the enchanting world of Ugandan traffic. Here, commotion isn’t just a daily routine; it’s an art form! In the bustling city of Kampala, the streets are an arena where the rules of the road seem as fluid as the Nile River. Motorists have turned vehicular anarchy into a fine-tuned ballet. Traffic lanes are mere suggestions. Road signs are treated like cryptic pictographs only decipherable by a few. People have mastered the art of driving on the wrong side of the road, all in the noble quest to beat the omnipresent traffic jam. Hold ups all the time; when schools resume, traffic jam takes up permanent residence. Private car owners, feeling the weight of this urban symphony of gridlock, resort to a stroke of genius. They’ve fitted their vehicles with ambulance sirens, turning their commutes into riveting emergency missions. It’s a cunning ploy to hoodwink fellow commuters into believing they hold the divine right of wa