It's in my book, No One to Blame.
The Mathematics
of Home (after a long hike and 2 hours on some South African roads)
(46 blinding highbeams, perverse to anyone sharing the road
37 pedestrians in dark clothing, often three abreast and
oblivious
7 tailgaters, dying to pass by, cranking it up and flying
over the pass
6 slow moving vehicles, too afraid to be on the road in the
first place
5 potholes, popping up like poltergeist even though the sign
warned us
2 goats,
1 donkey, and
1 cow, out for a stroll and as stupid
as shit, and
1 bicycle rider, tooling along the tarmac, much rarer
than in Tanzania)
+
(7 big beers
1 hot shower
1 bowl of chicken stirfry
1 spliff
and a damn good lightning storm)
=
0 problems.
