It's shags weekend.

It's Friday and I am travelling upcountry kesho. I'm sure the phrase on everybody's lips this last week huko has been "Aizoh's coming" so I can expect quite a reception. Never mind that I was there over Christmas and I thought I was loaded.Now, it's become quite a drag to travel nowadays cos of the costs involved. Apart from the fuel, I have to shop. And the days upcountry folks would be content to receive that humoungous loaf of bread we used to buy at Pangani are long gone. (Haiya, Ive not seen that loaf in ages. It was mandatory for matatus to make that Pangani stop.)

And the car boot may be full of goodies but they'll still want to see some colour. And then I've got to see each and every rela in turn leaving a trail of cash handouts in my wake. Sometimes by the time I get back home I hardly have anything for my own mum! And then there is of course the "drink for the boys" later. All this time I am saying hi to folks these buddies of ocha are just hanging around like vultures waiting for me to finish the niceties then they descend on me. Some are waiting at the local. Ordering drinks. The sheer audacity! Ati "What's your problem Nyakio? Si Aiz is coming? Lete kiruru wacha ufala wewe!" Of course nowadays I dont allow such behavior. Dudes would end up doing potatoes or some such menial task.

It's not all bad though. Most upcountry folks are genuinely happy to see me. They beam. Especially my aunties. I feel some warmth envelope me when I see the happiness. And of course I've hardly settled and there's already a chicken clucking out there going like 40 kph with a young boy in hot pursuit. That's my dinner. And it's not the chicken per se. Hell, I can eat chicken any time. It's their eagerness to please. Upcountry folk really treat you nice.

Cant wait to get there kesho. Hope y'all enjoy yours too.