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| Before - Kampala in the 60's with the original double-decker |
This month heralded a new dawn in Uganda; the
arrival of public buses and the reintroduction of the passenger train some 50
years since they both left Uganda. Although
it may seem strange to many of us living in Europe that the sight of a bus can
cause front page news, but here in Kampala the local council, sick to the back
teeth of the terrible Matato taxis that swarm around the city from dawn till
dusk, have ‘purchased’ 500 bright orange buses from Africa’s new found friend; the
Chinese. What the story behind the price
or politics of the purchase may be, at least the main aim of this introduction appears
a noble one; undercut the cost charged by the Matato’s and their strangle hold
on public transport, and ease the congestion in the city – certainly a good
cause.
With very little fan-fair, or in fact any
advertising at all, the buses were launched at the start of March, and if you
could track them down, you could ride all the way into the heart of the city
for a whopping 25p. As they were
introduced slowly to begin with, all you might glimpse would be a brief orange
flash between buildings or maybe the sight of the lesser spotted dazzling blue
lights as they swept past you at night. But
now, four weeks on, the city appears to have warmed to them, and much like
London buses, they’ve become as common as a rainless day in Kampala. One difference to London, however, is working
out exactly where they are heading; initially due to the lack of route numbers
and now just because it appears impossible to find any information on them, but
it’s early days yet, and London hadn’t sorted their route maps until a couple
of decades ago, so who knows where this might end…the Kampalan Underground
anyone?
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| After - 2012, the new Chinese made fleet |
The introduction of them is a far and away
a mark of progress in this congested city; one man I spoke to stated that “it’s like being on an aeroplane!” However on the 120th anniversary of
construction starting on the Uganda-Kenya Railway, I can’t help but look back at
all of the great innovations that were installed in Africa by the British and
see some small parallels. Aside from a
fantastically well-kept bridge I spotted a few weeks ago on the way to Jinja,
the majority have just been allowed to decay and crumble and disappear into obscurity
as the weeds devour them. So what’s to
say that in a region with a history of poor infrastructure maintenance, these
Chinese built buses, like their British predecessors, won’t find themselves on
the same path within the year, broken, rusting and forgotten, rejected by the natives.


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