You know you are in country when.... a fellow in a blue overall, skin as dark as the Ugandan night, a bright smile with ivory white teeth comes strolling over to your machine to change out the left hand brake unit... you go over to watch what this friendly chap is going to do..... he then proceeds to use a hammer and a flat head screwdriver to tap the nut of one of the retaining bolts!!
You scream in horror and he stops... then he explains that he has no socket set to use... but you know that he had a socket set a few days before... so you enquire about the whereabouts of the socket set... and he explains very-a-matter-a-factly that he had to sell it to help himself...help himself?? You enquire again and he explains that he hasn't seen his wife for awhile.... so you surmize that he sold the socket set to go to the brothel.... then he smiles again and shows you those ivory white teeth!
Ahh.... I must be in the dark continent... the night is clear, the stars are out and you wonder if this is what the European night sky looked like before industrialization??
6to8........ I do miss it sometimes!