THE MOVING VILLAGE😅

A show of hands if you've been a victim of poor public transportation choice🖐🏽🖐🏽😅. Ofcourse yours truly definitely has been. I knoow,I can barely exempt myself from a circus.😅You already have that figured out by now and now just thinking about it I'm not entirely sure if letting this on is helping my case.😅 Well we are already here might as well carry on.🤷🏾‍♀️

I'm not sure if most of you have seen this buses that were previously lorries but are refurbished to buses to serve as a means of  public transportation. They mostly operate through Mombasa road route through to machakos. I have also seen some across jogoo road and I am not entirely sure if the experience is similar but I swear to God they carry anything and everything both outside and inside,an  entire village if you must🙃 and by village I don't mean just people. 

I'm talking animals,furniture,water tanks,  drums,huge electronic devices,if its huge and bulky trust me they've got it and its hanging somewhere on there.Good lord how did I even end up in one of this things? There's so many options I could have gone with, 😅but then again let's face it,it's me🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️😂. 

The year is 2018,somewhere in the middle of December, in the afternoon.I had ongoing exams for my final semester and campus is all the way in CBD from athiriver which is an hours drive with minimum traffic,but it's mid dec and everyone has as usuall abandoned the city for either ushago or coast and unlike now mombasa road was much hospitable,practically slashing the trip into a half an hour's journey.  I waste so much time figuring out what to wear and i was just stepping out the front door a few minutes after three o'clock. Eventually I ended up wearing what I picked first.🤦🏽‍♀️😅 Story of my life. 

At the time we still didn't have our own stage so you had to take a nduthi up to the main road and hopefully catch a bus. It usually took some time before a matatu stopped so  your only option was waiting. It was now already twenty minutes past three o'clock and yours truly was still waiting. It was after ten more minutes when i began to hear loud music with zero cars appearing. It was only after a few more minutes when  a lorry like bus began to appear and halted at the bus stop. I was already getting late. Did I mention my exam was beginning at 4:10pm sharp? No?😅Well🤷🏽‍♀️

Without allowing myself to giving it a second thought my foot was already on the first stair,paving way to the beginning of the circus. No school or training  would have ever prepared me for the events that began to unfold,my invitation was a bunch of wild geese viciously flapping their wings around. Thank the heavens they were tied onto something  cause I swear anyone would loose an eye boarding that bus,I was already lost from reality when the conductor's voice brought me back mumbling something in his local dialect.

Me,barely understanding, all I could utter was "huh?" And he now begins to translate in swahili. "Oooh pole ,ni mazoea,kumbe wewe si wa ngwetu mlembo😅😅?" I shake my head and he then translates,that everytime someone new boards the bus the geese kept getting more and more vicious,offering me another apology which I barely respond to with a smile.

All I wanted was to find a sit so I could find my way back on earth.I begin  scanning for a place to sit when I find myself gazing right into the eyes of goats right in the middle of the alley,others actually feeding on maize cobs tied to the seats of the bus,there was  luggage sprawled everywhere,most of them in sacks still in the same said alley and despite the loud music a whole lot of buzz, someone was either talking or ferociously biting into roasted maize and chewing away. 

The bus was now already moving,and fast. I could barely hang on.Scanning only gave me two options. A sit all the way at the back of the bus .Everyone sitting there had some sort of luggage on them, if it wasn't a box containing  some domestic animal,then it was a bag of vegetables. Atleast this is what the first three people from the right window at the back had on them. Then an empty sit and at the far left a woman carrying what seemed like a two year old. You could tell from her face. No wonder it's referred to as terrible two. The woman seemed angry, tired,agitated and flustered. The child would not only sit down despite her best efforts to make her but also threw a whole lotta tantrums. Then there was the hair pulling and finally was the body climbing😅😅,I would be mad furious by now. You'd already tell who was boss😏.

My other option was surprisingly a window seat two seats past the goats sitting a mid thirty something man right after. My only crisis was  getting past the goats😅 and somehow I managed unscathed. On finally reaching my first breakthrough boarding this bus, I was immediately not only realizing my fate at the back of the bus but also shocked on discovering yet another animal onboard,piglets were tied right on and under my golden seat😂😂😂. Yaani baby NGURUWES.🤯🤯🤯 What a bust.

I made sure to make a really mean face at that kid while making my way there,me setting some unspoken don't try that with me kiddo😂😂. I might have been in that bus for not even more than an hour but it felt like ages . I have never felt so much relief alighting a car, but I appreciate having experienced it.

Hawakuangi wamebebana nje pekee yake😅.