When Nairobi hawkers come to you with knives, axes

NAIROBI, KENYA: It is 5:30 pm. You are tired and all you are looking forward to is getting home. But then, the menace of traffic orchestrated by some traffic officer that has plans to make your day more worse than it has been stalls you.

He raises his hand as you approach Nyayo Stadium round about on Mombasa Road an indication that you should stop, no matter what the traffic lights show. As soon as you roll down your driver's seat window to cool your face with the evening breeze, a man in his late 30s jumps into sight.