During the monsoon season a few months ago the whole road was flooded. Aunt Sarah and I were stuck in a terrible jam, random people had decided to become traffic police, a few cars were stalled and blocked the jam up further, children were swimming in the flooded streets, There was a litteral river in the gutter that teriffied me (what if we fell in?) And for maybe two hours were tried to figure out how to get out of this. Then we passed under a bridge. There were two policemen sitting there with a goat tied to the leg of their chair.