The Gaborone bus rank is often a migraine-inducing experience with its competing screechy house music, the diesel/bathrooms-have-been-closed-for-too-long stench, piercing whistles, and pushy "Kooltime le metsi" salesmen. It is also a central part of any trip to the big city, and it is home to a few of my favorite things. Here, it was quite pleasant and empty on a Tuesday morning.
Brings back good memories!
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