The Bus Ride Part 1: Get In, Sit Down And Shut Up

The vendors block my path as I try to hop onto the bus. Somehow I look hungry and need a pie, maybe thirsty as they offer bottled water.

The language is colourful as they advertise their wares. Cool time, which is a frozen drink in a little plastic, apparently brings families together-something I’ve never heard of.

The maize cob apparently is a pimped one with a Nandos bone wedged inside. And the water- and this is the variety I swear I see in shops everyday - somehow can wash away your sins. I calmly spurn their advances and find a seat at the back of the bus.

Editor's Comment
Watch your tongue Mr President

While his leadership has brought about significant progress and development, it is imperative that he exercises greater caution in his choice of words, particularly when addressing sensitive matters.One of the primary concerns is the potential impact of his remarks on Botswana’s relationship with De Beers, the diamond mining giant that plays a crucial role in the nation’s economy.The partnership between Botswana and De Beers has been mutually...

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