Singhi was my first encounter with taxis. The very very expensive taxis that are the biggest fraud I have yet to experience. But Singhi was a lovely smiling man who seemed quite taken back after I asked him how his day was going. That polite commonality opened the floodgates to Singhi’s thoughts, and yes he has many in that crazy Zimbabwe, Rastafarian mind of his.
On Irish aid workers- “Well there are a lot of people who come down here to build houses, and the Irish come as well. But they party a lot. A lot. I have seen the Irish clear out a bar and drink all of the beer. However, they get up in the morning and finish the house, they are so hungover. I have never seen better houses built with that bad of a hangover”.
He claimed I was the only person he had met who didn’t believe in leprechauns and wondered if he chased the rainbow that he had seen in the morning if he would find a pot of gold.
On video games: “Well my girlfriend told me that I needed to stop playing video games. It was either my toys or her. She is now my ex-girlfriend. But see I didn’t have video games growing up and now they excite me. I spend all my time playing them. Sometimes when the road is wet, I pretend I'm on Mario kart on playstation. Just look how shiny the road is. I like to break all the road rules”. Brilliant I thought, though his car clocked out at 50mph. making for a very expensive cab ride.
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