I had a close call last night. I was driving home after dark and a truck had broken down partially across the road as it was trying to turn off into a side-road. I knew I’d cleared the back of the truck but heard a **!!!BANG!!!** – I’d hit something! The driver’s side upper corner of the van had glanced off/nicked one of many huge electricity poles sticking out the back of the truck! They were totally invisible, being black, with no reflectors, no street-lights, and the glare of oncoming traffic.
I parked the van, ran across the road to the truck driver, who couldn’t speak English. Next thing I knew I heard a **CRUNCH**, looked back, and a car had gone right UNDER the poles!! The driver was ok, fortunately, but he’d done a LOT of damage to his car. He spoke Luganda so had it out with the truck driver.
Long story short, we spent ~3hrs at the police station making statements, etc. The police here often have a bad name, but I was really impressed with these guys. They were very professional (and very friendly). They said it was negligence on the part of the truck driver.
Here are the photos (went back today to where the truck was left broken down). To me, how I jut nicked the electricity pole is nothing short of a miracle. How on earth did that happen??! Has to be God’s protection. Look at it – if I’d been driving just 1ft further to the right, the poles would have come through the windscreen at head height!
I was lying in bed after getting home at about 12:30am thanking God that I wasn’t dead, or in hospital with smashed eyes/nose/face/head! I thought about how that would affect the family. How I would probably have to go back to Australia, all our work here would be over, maybe someone would have to take care of me for the rest of my life…. They say driving on the roads here in Africa is the most dangerous thing you’ll do here. I’m so grateful for God’s protection. It wasn’t yet my appointed time.