Expecting the unexpected; teaching at-risk nepali girls brazilian jiu-jitsu

Upon first arrival, I was bemused.  The zig and zag of traffic in and out of dust filled lanes, the constant beep beeps, amazed there were zero accidents that I could see, just a cloud of dust floating over the barely paved narrow roadways. Trash scattered the streets and sidewalks, electric wires stretched between the buildings, resembling the way you'd expect a mouse to compose it's sprawling nest like clusters