Pothole Slalom Driving - A Funny Review
Riding a bike, if in Ghana or in Africa generally, driving in the city can be a headache. And this motos in the North of Ghana are the main-transport for many families... The sweat soaks the fabric on the inside of your helmet and trickles down your forehead. (and please don`t be stupid not to have an helmet...) Especially in the "rush hours", the pollution burns your eyes and rivers of molten motos get stuck at an inestimable number of traffic lights. Movement is not easy in the city. Potholes are nearly everywhere. An top example is the Upper East region of Ghana, continuing to Burkina Faso and Togo or the Upper West and Northern regions, but actually all rural areas in the South as well...
In the village, with its dirt roads and emerald paddies stretching on either side into the blue distance, things are more fun. The potholes are not so much invitations to an early grave but dimples in the road that make your drive more interesting. Swerve and flick your bike deftly around each one gaining imaginary points for each one successfully avoided.
It regularly occurs to me how similar driving in Cambodia is to old Playstation 2 games like Crazy Taxi, and how much playing those games prepared me for the unexpected hazards and absurd tribulations that occur on provincial roads.
Having avoided the worst potholes, ahead was an old man hobbling along with his walking stick and, rising from the millet paddies on the other side was a chariot dragged by snorting donkey.
The space was narrow but it was too late to slow and I knew I had to make it. And I did. What a rush. Almost hearing the ringing of points, the air rushed past making my eyes stream*.