Uber was a godsend when I was in Kenya where metered taxis were out of the question and where taxi drivers were especially exhausting to haggle with. Even when I could possibly negotiate a cheaper price with a normal cab, I would usually call an Uber anyways just for the peace of mind.
That is, unless I sought the sheer thrill of tearing through the streets of Nairobi on the back of a motorcycle taxi.
That is, unless I sought the sheer thrill of tearing through the streets of Nairobi on the back of a motorcycle taxi.