Tonight we decided for something a little different we’d go out to eat.

We went to a restaurant right in the heart of Nakuru town. The restaurant is a story above the street, and wow, I wasn’t prepared for the bird’s eye view of the street. For the first time in a very long time, I felt like a tourist. Thankfully I had thought to take my camera along and I didn’t waste any time in putting it to use.

At first we were all just incredibly amazed at the masses of people and the traffic. But it wasn’t long until we started noticing some things.

The streets were packed and no one seemed to have any patience.

Some people seemed to get a kick out of cutting off the flow of traffic.

And in the middle of all this mess, there were all kinds of people trying to cross the street.

There were people turning, passing, stopping…chaos would be the word.

About this time I started realizing I’d be doing the same thing if I were out there driving.

If the cars and people aren’t enough to get you flustered you’ve also got bikes and motorcycles.

Oh and yes, can’t forget donkey carts.

It was so often that a vehicle nearly hit a pedestrian or almost rear ended another vehicle. I’m still surprised that we didn’t see any bad things happen.

Stalemate. The traffic kept piling up but no one could move. The one truck wanted to turn right, but traffic was blocking, and the other truck wanted to pull out, but traffic on that side had gone crazy. It took a few minutes to end the jam.

I would have hated to be the car caught in the middle.

Soon it started raining and the people cleared off the street.

All in all the traffic was very entertaining for us and made the long wait for our food go rather quickly.

But the yapping dogs are actually a more pleasant sound than the sounds of the street. It’s good to be home again.