By HENRY MUNENE
On the morning of Sunday, June 10, I was somewhere between Kajiado and Namanga, having taken my place along the Kitengela-Kajiado-Namanga road, where thousands of Kenyans, some of them flying the Kenyan flag on their vehicles, stood at various points to watch the Safari Rally challenge.
It was a morning pregnant with great expectations, the promise of fun and not an ominous sign that anything could go wrong. But go wrongs things did, as they always do — at the wrong time.