I remember the first time riding in Ben's car. It was early -7 am? The Kisumu sun was coming up orange and we were riding around photographing a Celtel promotion. Steve said I should name the car - so I coined the yellow Peugeot "Ole Yeller" (the boys had never seen the movie but they humored me). There was another time we were driving up a hill the back door flew open and Joanna almost fell out - seat belts save lives...
The photographs above are from a memorable afternoon with Ole Yeller (the same afternoon that I shot these.) The car was leaking gas and we ended up broken down in the hot hot sun. So while Ben made the trek to get more fuel we played with some neighbourhood children. Their laughs of delight as I popped up from behind the car door to photograph them are permanently etched into my memory. What had begun as a sad morning has ended up as a fond memory. Good Ole Yeller.
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