Feeling too tired to write anything. Blame it all on this current job. Why do we have to work at all? Why can’t we just lie on the beach and wait for manna to fall from heaven to feed us? Why can’t we just dream and get rich from it? Why do mean people like Trump get rich while I have to sweat it every single day of my life? — Oh life really sucks!
Isn’t this kind of life marvelous? Listening to music, book in your laps, as you loll on rocks in the middle of River Nile
Some workplaces have great scenery, great atmosphere. This was taken in at the Old Taxi Park, Kampala, a very chaotic and noisy place.
I would love this kind of job, where I bask in the sweet smells of roasted meat all day.But certainly not this one, where the raw smell of meat suffocates you all day.
No acrobat. Gotta make a living.
All work and no clients!Why work when you can play pool in the streets all day?Hmmmm. No comment. Life is sweet!
Does that girl in the last photo also let you work like a slave? 😛
Oh yeah, she does! But I'd rather not talk about it here else she will kill me :-))