A TRIP TO ARCHIVES

Due to no demand whatsoever and fleeting curiosity, I have decided to share the entire adventure of my trip to Archives. The day started the way most days begin for any Nairobian who is running on fumes but is about to see the bailing and emergency loan service that is also known as Mummy. Slowly.... Continue Reading →

THE IMPORTANCE OF KNOWING STUFF

I am an odd woman. I am not saying that as some kind of cultivated eccentricity to hide the fact that I could be suffering from a severe lack of being interesting. No. I am really ridiculously odd. For instance, the country has run amok with Chiko Lawi’s misstep and the SGR launch. Twitter is... Continue Reading →

PEDESTRIAN SALES WOMAN

As it is fast approaching the middle of the year, I have decided to get started on my New Year’s resolutions. Particularly the one where I was supposed to “get out of my comfort zone”. To be fair to myself, I have already done some of that. I recently joined Instagram. A platform I had... Continue Reading →

PEDESTRIAN’S NAIROBAE

It’s no secret that I am languishing in the little-paying cesspool of entry level jobs. Well, that covers my melodramatic quota of the week. But as I have a suspicious affinity for junk food and fast food, contributing at least 80% of their income, then it is safe to deduce that I am rubbish at... Continue Reading →

ABOUT NAIROBI, PEDESTRIAN KNOWS BEST

It’s March, the month of my mother’s birth. It got me thinking a lot about motherhood and maternal abilities. And of course, how I often compare Nairobi to an evil step mother from a Disney cartoon. But I am beginning to rethink that. Perhaps Nairobi, like Rumpelstiltskin, she is misunderstood as to her intentions. And I... Continue Reading →

KAMPALA PEDESTRIAN part 2

When in Kampala for my last holiday, I rediscovered something. Foreign exchange is the devil. Never in my life have I had to do so much longwinded arithmetic since the day I lied to my dad that I hadn’t gotten back any balance for buying a kilo of meat at 300/- and yet I had... Continue Reading →

PEDESTRIAN’S KIND OF LOVE

The other day, I decided to have a friend over for lunch so that he could bring me a copy of Agatha Christie’s ‘A Mysterious Affair at Styles’. It had been promised months ago but with the malice of 2016, circumstances conspired to ensure I wouldn’t get my book until so late in 2016 that... Continue Reading →

KAMPALA PEDESTRIAN Part 1

  My trip back home from Kampala was supposed to be uneventful. But much like my wishes to lose weight by eating double chocolate ice cream for the rest of my life- that went unanswered. I was startled awake by that blasted horn of the bus, which I was certain was some kind of prototype... Continue Reading →

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