I like public transport cause it is cheap and convenient the majority of time. Except when it isn’t.
Today the matatu ride I took was cursed. It stalled out several times along the way. Then it knocked a bystander at a bus stop. Then the bystander knocked the tout and gave him a bloody eye. Then the driver and tout chased the bystander off in the pouring rain leaving us to sit and think to ourselves.
While sitting there thinking the brake on the bus failed and it rolled backwards into another vehicle. Once the driver and tout returned they had to argue with the other driver and explain why the matatu hit his car.
The rain was still pouring. Because the matatu was now going no where we were ushered into another matatu.
This one had a drunk driver and tout. And no window in the front where I decided to sit. I got very wet. The driver zig zagged through the rain and traffic at break neck speeds. The matatu knocked a pedestrian with the side mirror. The driver sped off in a mad dash.
He almost hit several old ladies and a few security guards coming from or going to work.
Finally I reached my destination in one piece, soaked to the skin from the rain pouring in through the windowless door.