On the same trip we stopped at this coffee plantation and there was cock fighting. I was not too interested. This was not the traditional cock fight because they did not let the roosters fight till death. I watched because I am sure it is something I will never see again.
When the safari vehicle stops in the villages, the kids come running and love to receive candy. Curtis would scout out the kids who were more shy and in the background to give them candy.
We rented scooters for a day once we had come accustomed to the rules of the road, there are none. It is OK to have 5 vehicles across on a 3 lane, one way road. It is OK to go the wrong way on a one way if you are on the shoulder of the road. If you miss your exit, just back up and turn around. I had to hide my eyes sometimes while we were in a taxi or a bus because they drive crazy. While we were on a road putzing along on our scooters, the police pulled us over. Not to sure what they wanted. They only spoke to Curtis because it is not normal for a white female to ride a scooter. The police asked Curtis for his driver's licence and to see if he had a helmet, not that you have wear it. After trying to understand each other they waved us one and we contined our journey.