How to be fashionable in Kampala’s Old Taxi Park
I met Jerome in the dusty, chaotic craziness of Kampala’s sprawling old taxi park.
Each day Jerome picks his way through hundreds of minivans honking and revving and jostling for space, offering passengers the very latest in synthetic wigs and brightly coloured kangas.
The key to sartorial elegance in Kampala lays in his hands.
I was waiting for a minibus to Kayabwe. There was a monument marking the Equator monument there and I wanted to cross it off my list.
I asked Jerome if I could take a photo and he immediately struck this pose.
Even in a dusty, humid minivan station in the middle of Africa, the business of looking good is a serious one.