The meeting with Priscilla got moved to Monday and since we’re going to Kitwe this afternoon I decided to dedicate today’s post to something else.
The other day, while Brighton was telling me about the meeting(s) we were sitting on a bus. Taking the bus is a story worth telling.
To be honest it seems to be a random shuttle passing, creating the ever-awake abundant public-transportation system of Lusaka. To some, it may seem aloofly unpolished and somewhat incomparable to the service offered back at home (The orthodox approach isn’t squeezing twelve people in on nine seats). Depending on how rich the conductor is on change you will pay +/- 1 kwacha vis-a-vis your neighbor. So far it seems to bother no-one nor do they expect a token of appreciation. To me, its genuinely Spartan ticket-system prompting its simplicity – relatively related to how the new app, UBER, operates – is just phenomenal.