Random Namanga Drive

Randomness, the best thing I have going for me right now. You know that feeling when time left for class to end is like 10 minutes and you keep checking your phone, well there is two types of students. Those who think time is moving too slow and just wish they would get to whatever it is they call fun and then there is that type that type who think time is moving too fast and have nothing else they would rather do, so they will just start arranging for what their next class has to offer and whatever assignments the lecturer gives.

Well I am none of the above. I have nothing to rush to and I already know all the things this lecture has to offer, class is my piece of mind from that bully called Life and his friend the Internet. Class is where I can look at a guy talk and keep my phone on silent. Anyway, as I was busy thinking blank my phone rings or rather vibrates. My good pal is calling, he is under that setting in my phone where his calls never adhere to the silent status of the phone. Anyway, this Nigga suggests out of the blues, let’s go to Namanga! I ask when, and he says now.. and I go like “am in class but it ends in like 15 minutes” he says cool, take a motorbike once you done I will meet at some Shell station along Mombasa Road. I Agree, because I am that idiot. The one who is now dating randomness and hate my ex (planning)

My friend knows this, and that is why he is finding me for this “escapade”. I am not interested in knowing even why we are going to Namanga, provided I am back to sleep in Nairobi. Mind you the time my class ends is 7pm. By 7:20pm, I am the destination we were to meet, wind stricken thanks to the motor bike I got on and all that 100km/h.

We met immediately and tried to step on it through Mombasa road traffic jam that extends apparently to Kitengela. Its also at this time I realized, my other friend in the car was going to pick his wife from Namanga and apparently “we had left Nairobi at 5pm”. I am not one for lies, but what the heck provided I am not asked, its their own relationship. 9pm and we were slightly past Kajiado. 

This is that place where one says man for himself and God for us all. The land is dark, except for those disappearing breaklight of the car infront of us. Squirrels are now dashing across the road. We all find the cowardice with in, you know, like what if something goes wrong now coz am sure that it will take more than a buckled seatbelt to guarantee safety. We joke about it and soon we talking about ex girlfriends and those girls we couldn’t get, u know, to shrug of the cowardice within.

Bisil and Ngatataek and we know we are close. None of us has ever been this far and we only checking this on google maps, or atleast what was left of google maps, since there was no network.

Namanga arrival time

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10:20pm and we arrived Namanga. The only sad thing is I thought Namanga would be a new county for me to add in my ‘47 counties in one year’ thing that I have going and I got a shocker when I arrived home to search and find its under Kajiado county. We arrived Nairobi at 1:18am or atleast that is the time I arrived home.