In Tanzania taxi fares are negotiated between driver and passenger before the journey starts. There are no meters. Therefore, when the driver proposes a fare to a tourist and has either (a) been beaten down to a resonable price, or (b) struck it lucky, his priority is to get to the destination as quickly as possible. There is no revenue in sitting idly in heavy traffic.
Three days ago I was the naive seatbeltless passengar for an ingenous and possibly insane taxi driver for whom the tarmacked road was merely a suggested route. Whenever we hit any traffic he would opt for the sidewalk, 'Grand Theft Auto'-style, beeping his horn as men, women, children, chickens and even a cow scurried out of harm's way.
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