Baptized Fuel

Driving yesterday from Kiabakari to Mwanza was not without an unexpected setback. We put diesel to my old truck on Saturday at Kiabakari fuel station to get to Mwanza at least. Huge mistake. When the level of fuel went down, approaching Kisesa on the outskirts of Mwanza, the car started to choke on the fuel and stopped. Had to wait for a while, trying to restart the engine again. It happened a few times before I was able to crawl up to Buzuruga Bus Terminal and LakeOil Fuel Station where I add more diesel. The problem stopped and never reappeared again so far. Looks like they baptize fuel in Kiabakari, adding water or kerosene. Luckily the fuel pump was not damaged by this mixture. And I hope we will be able to drive back to Kiabakari without any problem. Keep your fingers crossed!

Bibi Kizee

This Swahili term means 'old woman'. This is a name my old truck Toyota Hilux should be named. Having served me and others for eighteen years faithfully, she is coming to the retirement age...

Old Is Not Always Gold

My old truck is refusing to obey me recently. And today she started to fall apart. When I was on my way from Bunda Carmel, after regular confessions of Cloistered Carmelite nuns, I heard a strange noise. For a moment I thought it was a chain dangling from the spare tyre below the pickup area, but then it became stronger and louder. So I stopped to see what was wrong.