#the Naxvegas Diary
Dear Diary;
I know it has been a while since I last posted; but allow me
to tell you of the tales of the small town of Nakuru; or as we call it here in
Nairobi once we drive there- Nax Vegas.
See last month was the annual Great Rift Nakuru ten-a-side
rugby tournament. Well, as usual, me and my girls saved up to make this great
exodus. One thing with the game of rugby in Kenya is that: it is synonymous
with fun, swag, loads of hype, on-point guys and of course-the beautiful girls,
without forgetting everything trendy on fashion and street funk.
But today, allow me to dig deep into the issue of rides. I know
what can a girl tell u about rides? Hahaha you will be shocked! Every year;
fans come out in every way to steal the show. Rides range from all types and
varieties, loud music and pimped up/ souped up rides-all these add to the spice
and color of the main event of the rugby game.
Most of us made sure to get our selfies to capture the
rides. Jalang’o, Obina and their friends stole the show with their white Royal
Range Rover. There was also an off-road red swag hammer- well equipped with
water, gas Jeri cans and two spares.
The convertible Toyota MR5 aka Dad’s taxi was chilled out in
one of the parking lots- turning the parking into an open-air club.
There were also two pimped Land Rovers that got the fans
dancing thanks to their loud music. They also had a spade swag at the top- talk
of power and swag.
The security forces also had their leisure ride round the
field on their brand new Quad bikes. They gave some fans some little rides,
including my girls.
Nax-Vegas was all fun and partying! And you know what they
say-
what happens in Naxvegas stays in Naxvegas. Now we await our next assignment.
@thediary.
