The literary Jedi, that is.
This morning I watched the most magnificent traffic jam building up in Kampala, from the Mulago roundabout all the way to the Uganda Wildlife Authority offices in Kitante.
It was so neat I suspected that Events Warehouse or Silk Events were putting it together. By the time I got to the junction at John Babiiha Avenue I was fighting the temptation to park somewhere and watch the progress.
If I were Chinese I’d probably have set up a betting table and posted odds on how far the jam would go. Then, I’d have gotten cronies to place bets on Bukoto, around Kabira Country Club.
A little bit more entrepreneurship would have had me funding popcorn stands along the way for people to enjoy the show with snacks in hand.
Maybe tomorrow, perhaps?