Uganda is not like the United States.

There are millions of places that remain underdeveloped. There are people in remote areas living without properly constructed roads, where streets are no more than rutted lanes extending to dusty trails.

In Uganda, one sees cars with wheels so wobbly they seem to be on the leg of their very last trip. When in fact, these cars are so common one will see them everyday on the highways, going from one village to another for goods or business.

In Uganda, one has to be ready to brave the mud, the stubborn lot of it, when it rains. Cars that sport four-wheel-drive platform styles are, of course, the choice of transportation. Though there are very few, especially in rural areas, who own one, much less drive. And when there are drivers, their driving lessons consist of a few drives around the town block. The few that receive their licenses are, more often than not, ill equipped to handle the rigors as well as demands of driving. But they learn. And they learn very, very well. Like a number of things over there, drivers learn how to survive on their wits pretty quick.