Morning glories, live matches and plays to tickle

This is how my weekend went

Awesome Night, Morning Glory

Friday evening. Was supposed to meet up Casey and go dancing. For some reason, I end up spending a laid-back evening at home, prepared a vegan meal ‘spiked’ with all things super and lethal, a very cool charming person; all the while sampling Stan’s Kenya Debut Album. The night was awesome, morning glory even better.

My first live match

Satuarday 4 p.m. Went to watch the Kenya (Harambee Stars) vs Uganda (Uganda Cranes) game at the Nyayo National Stadium with my gal pal. The queue was so long, we had to use our feminine charm. We ‘cut’ the line and when some people noticed, they were like, ‘Let them pass, they are just kids…’  Suprising because anyone else who was ‘cutting’ the line was being subjected to abuse by both the crowd and security at the gate. Makes sense though, my pal and I are like barely 5′ 1′, we are in our mid twenties but we do pass for high school kids.

A bunch of these four caucasians were however not so lucky. They came straight to the front to ‘cut’ the line (after bribing security) and were booed, abused and pushed around by the crowd. There was such a fiasco as everyone tried to ensure they did not get in. One of the very outspoken women was even secretly asked to shut up and she would also be let in first. She declined. I later heard that plenty of people were not able to get into the stadium and that the tickets had been sold out.

“No water bottles allowed,’ we were informed after the ticket check. So there everyone was trying to finish up their water, soda etc. For some reason, I was let in with my water bottle, my pal, who had a soda bottle wasn’t. Could it be that there’s a high possibility of people using water bottles as weapons?

Just like live music, I really enjoyed this live match. I liked the energy, especially the crowds’ >mwanzo the famous ‘wave’, and how in unison) everyone demanded for some players to play like Blackberry Odhiambo, the groundnuts kids were selling and the soccer skills some of the kids were displaying at half-time.  As for the game, I’m still very disappointed there were NO goals to write home about.

A play to laugh at myself

Sunday 3 p.m. Play at Alliance Francaise. 10 Kenyan Commandments. Promulgation reloaded.

Was once again with my gal pal. Churchill (Dan Ndambuki) and his team are just the ones! Each of those scenes were very typically Kenyan. We loved how the cast just changed on stage (dimmed lights of course). And did I mention how hilarious the narrator was. Loved how he unleashed his ‘Luo’ dance moves on stage.

A scene that caught me off guard n’ I totally loved this: The setting is a certain government office. The civil servants are huko stressing out the people as they waited to be served. One woman had had enough and she just snapped (Translated), ‘Do you think you are the only one’s who can go/act mad?’ She proceeded to demand for what she wanted and got it-leaving everyone at the scene silenced and shocked.

Every single scene did hit a chord and true; we Kenyans laugh that hard when watching such local productions because we are laughing at ourselves, because we have found ourselves in those situations.

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2 Responses to “Morning glories, live matches and plays to tickle”

  1. Our Kid Says:

    Interesting day there. Was at the match too and as always the experience of a live match is always amazing.

    Haven’t been to a Heartstrings productions for about a year. Must be I am growing too old.

    PS. Love the poems

    Like

  2. lea Says:

    Hmmmm!I like your life…

    Like

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