Ever woken up in the morning to a blinding amount of light? For a second you wonder, where am I? Within seconds your brain fully loads your system. You have over slept. Frantically you search for your phone in your bed, only to find it off and its battery empty. Quickly you jump out of bed and switch on your laptop to check the time. The laptop as blunt as it can be (especially if you are using windows 8) as it displays 08:45 in a large font on your lock screen. That is exactly fifteen minutes past the time you are supposed to be at the office.
I was going through my old mails, and guess what I found. An email from a supposed employer, they had requested us to send some processing fee for the same. I bet about 250/= (equivalent to 2.5 dollars) which after evaluation of the gains we would get sent the full amount diligently. When you see me running away from Multi Level Marketing organizations and questioning everything, I have been burnt. I will be sharing the full story soon, in the meantime here is a supposed email from the “employer” for you to laugh at. Let me point out that I paid 250/= to get this email, so the email you are about to read costs 250/= probably the most expensive email I have ever bought…..
Welcome to part 2. Catch part one here in case you missed it ( Welcome to the Kenyan coast part 1)
It is finally day break,
Kenya has one lovely coast, with sandy beaches and a lot to see. Here are a few photo’s telling of a journey to this lovely coast.
A ride in the buses to this town is nothing short of magical,
It is around 8pm. Am looking through the window of a hotel room. Thoughts have crowded by brain, emotions fill my heart. I mean how can this happen to me? I ask myself. This time, as all the other 1,000 times I don’t get a response. The room is cruelly silent and dark.
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The city of Nairobi has lots to offer. From surprise street talent shows such as this one.
To amazing views such as this,
I looked right, left then right again and began crossing the road, halfway I felt something shove me to one side. I lost my balance and almost fell down, quickly I regained my balance and crossed the road. A man walked past me hurriedly. He looked old, probably retired, wore a jungle green suit and wore big black boots. A stench of alcohol and cigarettes was his way of announcing his presence. We both got to the bus parked on the opposite end of the street. I was traveling upcountry for the weekend. “hii gari imejaa (is the bus full)”?, he asked the attendant as he coughed his lungs out. “Imebakisha viti tatu (There are three empty seats)” the attendant replied as he pointed to the empty back seat. The old man took a quick glance at me as he boarded the bus. This whole time I vengeance was welling up in my belly and I felt like punching him in the face. I hopped into the bus and made my way on the aisle to the back seat. Finally my fears were confirmed, I had to sit beside him for the next four hours of the journey.