There’s a very big problem in this country. When you talk to kenyans you would be forgiven for mistaking that kenya has produced Jeff Bezos, Elon Musk, Albert Einstein and Bill Gates. Self esteem is off the charts but when you really go into the nitty, gritty details you realize it’s just hot air.
In addition, guys should be on the streets protesting the extremely poor delivery of services. Yesterday DH and I were part of a convoy going to buy someone’s daughter. Now we faced a conundrum: mwisho wa lami. What happens when you get to the end of an asphalt road, the midday sun is hitting with a renewed venengeance and there’s a dustbowl formation from lorries ferrying stones…do you open the windows to avoid heat or close them to avoid dust? What comes first?
That’s when you realize the wisdom of brokers advertising real estate “0.5 km from the tarmac.” Happy and blessed are those who live near tarmacked roads. So, are we doomed to inhaling dust and glorifying this very trivial thing called asphalt coz this January heat just gives a whole new meaning to vumbistan.
