I don’t think it will surprise anyone that I left my sunglasses on the table in a restaurant when I left. Neither should it surprise you that when I passed the restaurant some hours later (still unaware of the absent sunglasses) the waiter came running after me to make sure the sunglasses was reunited with it’s owner. People here are exceptionally reliable and honest. I have given them many chances to cheat me, but they never do. I bought two t-shirts in a shop the other day and the lady there gave me too much money in return. When I told her she said it was a welcome-to-2007-offer from her to me. I assume those kinds of offers are usually stated before you pay and moreover to convince you to buy an additional item. But this lady didn’t even have in mind to inform me about the discount she gave!
Another day we sat in a restaurant enjoying a spicy pizza when an old lady came over to us speaking devotedly in Swahili. Apparently she had something important to reveal, but we couldn’t grasp what she said. She was impatiently pulling my arm and I went with her for her to show me what she wanted. Downstairs in a shop where we earlier that day had written and posted some letters, the shop keeper’s smile made me still more confused. I immediately thought we had paid insufficient, but in his left hand I caught the sight of a blue Bic-pen, and realized the old lady had been seeking the owner of the pen!
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