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The neutral zone. |
I knew we were about to reach the border to Uganda after realizing the crazy traffic of lorrys, matatus, borabora (motorcycles in the local language, the Luganda) and bicycles taxis.
First I got my passport check by the Kenyan office, once I was leaving the country. After that, I was asked about my vaccination card (yellow booklet), which I didn't have with me and had to give some officers at the border a "contribution" of 5.000 ksh. Then I was allowed to line-up and get the visa for Uganda. It costed 45,000 ksh (approx. 45€).
So, Job and I crossed the border and could take the next matatu to Jinja.
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Let's cross the border. |
Guys out there, take you vaccination card everywhere. It will spare you same bribes.
Cheers!
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Chaos of matatus, motorcycles, bicycles and lorrys. |
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Lorrys queuing along many kilometres at the border. |
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