It's raining.
I'm bored.
Things I see: the post office, a boy carrying wooden sticks on his head, many bus taxis, many wet people on boda bodas (motorbikes), my annoyed volunteer driver, and a green traffic light (one of 8 sets of traffic lights in the city).
Things I hear: a car alarm that has been on since I've been here, my annoyed volunteer driver breathing heavily, Eminem playing on the car radio, and a police officer blowing his whistle for no apparent reason. I could do without all of them.
Things I smell: burning fuel, fresh rain, my annoyed volunteer driver, and assorted deep fried snacks.
Greg
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