WHY I REALLY NEED TO BECOME THE NAIROBI MOTORIST

It started like every other bad idea begins. I asked myself, “What could possibly go wrong?” Of course, at that point, I was certain of my invincibility. I was unwavering in my belief. I was… I was stupid. See, I had just come from a barter trade with a friend. He was going to get... Continue Reading →

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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 →

PEDESTRIAN MISADVENTURES IN WOMANHOOD

As a woman trying to earn her keep in this city, there are problems I encounter that are as unique as coffee made with elephant dung. They are exhausting to contemplate. And could drive anyone to drink. However, I am sometimes forced to consider that they occur because I am a bit on the chubby side. But being a size 12... 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 →

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