Every hour is rush hour in Kampala

Setting foot on the streets of Kampala, one is met by an army of motorbikes locally known as boda-bodas travelling at lightning speed.  It is quite a scene to behold: women with bowls full of bananas on their heads, children selling edibles wrapped as small packages and a very crazy traffic jam, especially at peak hours.

From Entebbe International Airport, to Hotel African – where I was accommodated – I noticed a pack of motorbikes operated by male drivers while the passengers are mostly women who in some cases are carrying children.  Seeing them, I assumed the men here were caring and prepared to carry their wives, girlfriends and children to and fro.