Here comes Santa Claus

Do you ever have one of those moments, where you feel like now I have heard everything? Throughout my short stint here in Africa, there have been multiple times where I feel blown away by the ridiculous. Things are so different: wonderful, strange, and very interesting at times. This past weekend, the international school had a Christmas craft fair. We decided to go and check it out. As we were walking around looking at things, we continued to hear announcements about Santa Claus and for the kids not to leave before they got to see him. You could see the excitement of the kids. The time came and went that Santa was supposed to arrive. A woman would come on the loud speaker and apologize and say that Santa is on his way, but he is just a very busy man. Finally, she got on and said he should be here any moment. Apparently the dala dala, a very tiny little bus with a capacity for 12 people that usually has at least 30, hit a cow on the way. The police had to come. Santa had run out of money. (It is typical here for people to only have just what they need, nothing extra). So, the police had to give Santa money to catch another dala dala the rest of the way! I am pretty sure I have never heard that one before!