Pas de chance...

When you live in Kinshasa, you cannot expect everything to work all the time... At least that is what I learned: even the trusty battered 4wd refused to start at the end of the evening. May be it had less petrol than I had gin&tonic?

So I called the garage and waited while my friend was talking to her boyfriend on the phone, reassuring him over the "coup de la panne" and being stuck at night with a French.