You leave Nairobi Garage, on your right is Beer District with a white population and kilimani baddies and negros drinking 500/= beers and shots costing price ya mzinga pale campus.
On your left is a fleet of cars you won't be able to afford for the next 20 years with your current salary.
You look up and its PWC and Oracle, at a distance you can see Microsoft beaming you their colors. Phew.
You plug your ear-pods, blast some Money Trees and head to take your cab home, appreciating the little you have and hoping for more.
But ni life
At this point, traffic lights in Kampala should be treated like Christmas lights switched on in December and switched off in January since they serve the same purpose as decorations