"Oh Shit" moments...

^ Sounds pretty exciting.

I had a nice 50km ride to the north of Nairobi this afternoon, in a partially cloudy 24°C. Got a bit hot, opened my jersey up. Wasn't missing the UK one bit until the final kilometer when the front wheel went unexpectedly deep into a big gravelly dip in the road, while doing only about 8mph, which caused the bike to nose-dive forwards to an almost complete stop. The emergency jumping maneuver that followed narrowly saved me driving my head face first into gravel.

It's all down to the unique way that the Kenyans fix roads by just filling massive potholes with gravel and hoping for the best. There's no Kiswahili word for "to maintain", only the word for "to fix", which is telling.

What's it like riding in Nairobi?

I have a friend over there and was thinking of going with my bike some time, but was advised I'd likely get run over in the city by don't give a fuck traffic or chased and eaten by cheetahs should I dare venture into the country.