The city of Mbarara is as old world Africa as you can get while still having cell phone / wireless internet / and barclays bank. The market is literally five blocks of back alley vendors with their wares and foods sitting on blankets and calling out to you as you pass. The pharmacies give you any medicine you have the money for. The banks have AK47 guards. The Dubai appliance man follows you down the street to give you a good deal. Metal workers use their blowtorches on the sidewalk and carpenters spread their bed frames and table tops all over the street. They also have no converter plugs for US electronics in this town.
I’ve been learning how to haggle. I guess I’m not much good at it with little experience, but it’s all about knowing your budget and walking away. I’ve had two people follow me after to give me a better deal on rugs. I’ve also had some rug dealers not give me enough of a discount to buy a scooter ride. The carpenter who is building all of my appartment furniture is doing it for 400 US. Thats a couch, two living room chairs, coffee table, kitchen table, bed frame, desk, two shelf sets, and a night stand. I got a decent 18speed road bike for 100 US. But I might get ripped off on the rugs.