When it rains it pours
Last night my computer broke down and this morning I made the mistake of trying to make it to the computer store in Shoppers Plaza. I ended up knee deep in water.
It has been raining heavily for the past three days. According to media reports, the rains are the heaviest that Tanzania has experienced since 1961. Roads are flooded out, an estimated thirteen people have died, and hundreds have lost their homes. It’s scary.
This morning I made a quick trip to the bank in my neighbourhood and, when the roads seemed okay, I decided to continue on to Shoppers Plaza in a bajaj. I would have been better off in a boat. Cars were stuck, a bajaj in front of me had tipped over, and many people had parked their cars at the side of the road and were walking. The scene resembled a post-apocalyptic disaster movie.
I mentioned to the bajaj driver that I was worried about making it to the airport tomorrow. He laughed and said I had nothing to worry about. “The trip to the airport will be quick. There will be no cars on the road. There will be no roads, but at least you don’t have to worry about a traffic jam”.
Not terribly reassuring.
The sun came out for a few hours this afternoon, but now it looks like it is clouding over again. We all have our fingers crossed there will be no more rain tonight.