
I was in Busia town earlier today, about 3 km away from home, when my bike fell over and hit the ground. The rusty old fork split right in half. I started walking home, carrying my bike, when a fundi (skilled worker) appeared out of nowhere. He pulled a new fork out of his tool box, and proceeded to replace my fork, adjust my spokes, and tune my breaks. I felt like a bicycle racer with my own team of professional mechanics. After a half-hour overhaul of my bicycle, he gave me the bill: 250 shillings (4 USD) for the new fork, and 40 shillings (65 cents) for the labor. This seemed absurdly underpriced, given that he provided the exact service I needed at my desperate moment of need (5pm on a Sunday afternoon, no less!). When did I become so lucky? Has an albino crossed my path?