gas.

some friends and I decided to experience the nairobi night life last night. on our way the westlands area of nairobi our taxi started sputtering to a stop. a little alarming given how safe our neighborhood is at night. the taxi driver informed us his cab was nearly out of gas. RIDICULOUS! after starting, moving 100 yrds. and stopping again a number of times we finally stopped completely. the taxi driver recommended we wait in the cab while he went for gas. LIKE HELL. so my friends and I got out and pushed the TAXI to the nearest gas station... which was closed. so we pushed it to the next one. imagine the spectacle. five white kids pushing a cab into a gas station at night all dress up to go out. the station attendant looked like he couldn't believe his eyes and the spectators were much amused. after filling up (and asking the driver repeatedly if he was sure he got enough gas) we made it to black diamond in westlands. the guy didn't even give us any $ off the fare. out of control. I was laughing so hard the whole time, everyone else seemed less amused. but c'mon, its a great story. its one of those, "hey, remember the time..." tales.