I have been living in the city for well over four months now. The greatest challenge or culture shock for me, has been using taxi’s as a means of transportation.
Needless to say, taxi drivers have a bit of a reputation here in South Africa. Most citizens have a love-hate relationship with them (some, just hate) due to the fact that they break road laws and even go as far as creating their own.
Yesterday, I was in a taxi to town. Halfway to my destination, my taxi got stopped by a mob of taxi drivers. They had taken over the entire lanes of the road, therefore turning it in a one-way street.They stopped the taxi that I was in and threatened the driver to turn his taxi and join them. They were on strike, a common feat here in SA. We were ordered to disembark and walk! Without our money!
Sigh… I need a car!
I laugh about it now, but a part of me wonders what would have happened if we, and the driver, refused to comply to the orders given to us by the mob. Would we still be alive? Would I be sitting here laughing and writing this post?
Appreciate every moment. It might just be your last…