Just because I’m white . . .


by Cynthia Vukets on October 1, 2009

Doesn’t mean my legs are broken.

My roommate, Siena, and I have this game. Anytime we go for a long walk in Nairobi we bet each other how many cab drivers will offer us a ride and the one who loses has to buy the other a beer. The average is about 10 per hour. There are rules of course, like we’re not allowed to make eye contact with any drivers. We don’t need to, they can see us from miles away. Seriously, guys, we’ll let you know if we want you. We’re ok to walk. We have legs.