Public taxis in Nairobi are like everywhere in Africa. Smelly, about to breakdown and die and the driver is not usually much better. The ritual of asking for five times too much for the fare by saying “is very far” or “is very busy” and a hang dog look is long past being entertaining. My usual response is “bugger off you are insulting me by asking too much” I then try three more taxis before I find one I can beat down to the right price.
Today a clean car appeared with a smart lady driver – I nearly fell off the kerb. The fare asked was right and she set off like she intended to live a little longer than many of her smellier colleagues. When we arrived she gave me her card, a receipt and thanked me for choosing her cab
A decade of avoiding and hating public taxis in Nairobi was ended today by Charity Taxis – hoorah for progress and gender equality – just avoid the woman driver jokes.
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