No I do not have a baby! But eish, the time span is embarrassing since my last post. So its not a surprise that no one has even read it.
I have decided to transfer all my interesting notes from Facebook to here. I'm way too lazy to write anything meaningful. And i fear for my grammar at this time of night. So read away:
Thanks (who am i thanking exactly? I wonder)
ZIMBABWE- The true story
(this was posted on 30 December 2009 during my holiday in Zim..got raves on fb so i myt as well kick off with it.)
I'm sure if you are reading this you are eager to know whats really going on. I am not about to write a political analysis of affairs in the country...neither will I embark on an economic feature of the current situation. What i WIL do is tell you what I personally have experienced as uSithabiso. This is to benefit my brothers and sisters who havent been home in a minute and also for the curious east and west africans who ask me 'how are things in Zim' every 5 seconds.
I arrived on 17th December 2009 off an Ethiopian Airlines (which i must say is refreshing compared to KQ altho has its fair share of problems)...so as usual my luggage had been left behind. This was after a 13hr transit in kenya..u can imagine my exasperation at that point. Tears in my eyes but glad to be home i greeted my brother and sister-in-law with my tiny hand-luggage and all the gifts i had bought at the airport at JKIA. I only had 2 outfits! (I would like to note here that it was the fault of either ethiopian Airlines or Kenyan Airways..and not the complacent Zimbabwean airport officials who smiled and said "hayi, you'll get your luggage eventually. Either tomorrow or the next day. Merry Christmas!"....Merry Christmas??? Were they serious? Anyway, i shrugged it off.) I was in Harare and was meant to travel to Bulawayo(500km) by bus that same day. So appointed my brother to retrieve the lost luggage and bring it with him when he travelled down over the weekend.
The ride to Bulawayo
Surprisingly comfortable. Paid 13US$. This was my first experience of using the multi-currency policy thing. I quickly converted it in my head to Ugandan Shillings and estimated 20k..well.not so bad..considering i was in a comfortable minivan (mercedes benz) and had space for my feet. They played nice music. Bringing back all the memories. Abo Soul Brothers, Rebecca Mulope and of course House. I slept most of the way. A pie in Gweru..and loo's with tissue and running water at Chicken Inn. (this has to be noted) It was uneventful. Cops everywhere etc.
My heart rose when I saw the city lights of Bulawayo. i felt like singing..'This land, Our land is Our Zimbabwe..'..but i just smiled. Wiped the drool off my face and anticipated the grand arrival!..
My Family
My jolly dad picked me up from the bus. Of course he had to be the loudest chap there and shout out my name to the driver and conductor before he found me standing ryt in front of him. Ubaba hasnt changed. We went to my cousins house. This was the beginning of wat has been a series of reunions. Family from across the world converged this year. I met babies of relatives I had never seen before! Thoko form Canada is one of note with Bailey (aka Bebe..dont ask).. My aunt from New Zealand. Relatives for the UK, Zambia, South Africa, Botswana..all asking questions about Zim but all together at last. The die-hard Zimbo's who live here were like..'why are u guys asking silly questions? Of course we eat cheese!' etc... Generally..they are all fine. VERY FAT...living in plenty. Supermarkets and fridges are full to the brim..and long gone are the days of porrige..these folk just eat different brands of cornflakes.
Night Life
Two words. KUDU BAR. All roads lead to there. Even tho the air-con is in dire need of repair.. It boots. Many people criticize it..but they still end up there. Brass Monkey has its days..and i'l be glad to inform u that Paparazzi is now Flirt..Imagine white folk at paparazzi. I know! Weird but true. Jumping into the joints is 5$..drinks range from 1$ to 4$.. Places like Holiday Inn and Safari Bar are still cool to chill at in the evening. But theres a new joint near Rainbow That people go to. (Kudu Bar has since been closed down by the po-po).
Christmas
Was FAAAAABBBBUUUULOUS!! Had everything and more a xmas is about..but most importantly everyONE was there. What started as a humble party of 15 became a raving gig for 50 or so family memebrs. Meat and drinks multiplied in the fridges. (Dont ask me how!)..It was great. Got gofts in the morning. Church. Ate like it was a competition..then the festivities. Young cousinns were running the show in the alcohol dept..very strange to witness..but il pretwend that dint happen.
Town
Girls are dressed to kill something! Cars I cant pronounce. No fuel queues. Still queues at certain banks..but thats normal ryt? I read an article saying inflation is now at 0.6%. prices going down. People have a bounce in their walks. Its very hopeful. Very hopeful. Of course the same glorious infrastructure stands...now the wheels are rolling again. progress is coming.
I'v never seen so much patriotism. Enthusiasm. Zimbo's are not interested in politics..they just want to get food on their table..send their kids to the best schools and keep keeping on. Zimbo's are working hard. Diaspora are quietly considering moving home. Stay tune for my documentary "Zimbabwe: Won't You come back home."..still getting interviews done. WATCH THIS SPACE people.
I have decided to transfer all my interesting notes from Facebook to here. I'm way too lazy to write anything meaningful. And i fear for my grammar at this time of night. So read away:
Thanks (who am i thanking exactly? I wonder)
ZIMBABWE- The true story
(this was posted on 30 December 2009 during my holiday in Zim..got raves on fb so i myt as well kick off with it.)
I'm sure if you are reading this you are eager to know whats really going on. I am not about to write a political analysis of affairs in the country...neither will I embark on an economic feature of the current situation. What i WIL do is tell you what I personally have experienced as uSithabiso. This is to benefit my brothers and sisters who havent been home in a minute and also for the curious east and west africans who ask me 'how are things in Zim' every 5 seconds.
I arrived on 17th December 2009 off an Ethiopian Airlines (which i must say is refreshing compared to KQ altho has its fair share of problems)...so as usual my luggage had been left behind. This was after a 13hr transit in kenya..u can imagine my exasperation at that point. Tears in my eyes but glad to be home i greeted my brother and sister-in-law with my tiny hand-luggage and all the gifts i had bought at the airport at JKIA. I only had 2 outfits! (I would like to note here that it was the fault of either ethiopian Airlines or Kenyan Airways..and not the complacent Zimbabwean airport officials who smiled and said "hayi, you'll get your luggage eventually. Either tomorrow or the next day. Merry Christmas!"....Merry Christmas??? Were they serious? Anyway, i shrugged it off.) I was in Harare and was meant to travel to Bulawayo(500km) by bus that same day. So appointed my brother to retrieve the lost luggage and bring it with him when he travelled down over the weekend.
The ride to Bulawayo
Surprisingly comfortable. Paid 13US$. This was my first experience of using the multi-currency policy thing. I quickly converted it in my head to Ugandan Shillings and estimated 20k..well.not so bad..considering i was in a comfortable minivan (mercedes benz) and had space for my feet. They played nice music. Bringing back all the memories. Abo Soul Brothers, Rebecca Mulope and of course House. I slept most of the way. A pie in Gweru..and loo's with tissue and running water at Chicken Inn. (this has to be noted) It was uneventful. Cops everywhere etc.
My heart rose when I saw the city lights of Bulawayo. i felt like singing..'This land, Our land is Our Zimbabwe..'..but i just smiled. Wiped the drool off my face and anticipated the grand arrival!..
My Family
My jolly dad picked me up from the bus. Of course he had to be the loudest chap there and shout out my name to the driver and conductor before he found me standing ryt in front of him. Ubaba hasnt changed. We went to my cousins house. This was the beginning of wat has been a series of reunions. Family from across the world converged this year. I met babies of relatives I had never seen before! Thoko form Canada is one of note with Bailey (aka Bebe..dont ask).. My aunt from New Zealand. Relatives for the UK, Zambia, South Africa, Botswana..all asking questions about Zim but all together at last. The die-hard Zimbo's who live here were like..'why are u guys asking silly questions? Of course we eat cheese!' etc... Generally..they are all fine. VERY FAT...living in plenty. Supermarkets and fridges are full to the brim..and long gone are the days of porrige..these folk just eat different brands of cornflakes.
Night Life
Two words. KUDU BAR. All roads lead to there. Even tho the air-con is in dire need of repair.. It boots. Many people criticize it..but they still end up there. Brass Monkey has its days..and i'l be glad to inform u that Paparazzi is now Flirt..Imagine white folk at paparazzi. I know! Weird but true. Jumping into the joints is 5$..drinks range from 1$ to 4$.. Places like Holiday Inn and Safari Bar are still cool to chill at in the evening. But theres a new joint near Rainbow That people go to. (Kudu Bar has since been closed down by the po-po).
Christmas
Was FAAAAABBBBUUUULOUS!! Had everything and more a xmas is about..but most importantly everyONE was there. What started as a humble party of 15 became a raving gig for 50 or so family memebrs. Meat and drinks multiplied in the fridges. (Dont ask me how!)..It was great. Got gofts in the morning. Church. Ate like it was a competition..then the festivities. Young cousinns were running the show in the alcohol dept..very strange to witness..but il pretwend that dint happen.
Town
Girls are dressed to kill something! Cars I cant pronounce. No fuel queues. Still queues at certain banks..but thats normal ryt? I read an article saying inflation is now at 0.6%. prices going down. People have a bounce in their walks. Its very hopeful. Very hopeful. Of course the same glorious infrastructure stands...now the wheels are rolling again. progress is coming.
I'v never seen so much patriotism. Enthusiasm. Zimbo's are not interested in politics..they just want to get food on their table..send their kids to the best schools and keep keeping on. Zimbo's are working hard. Diaspora are quietly considering moving home. Stay tune for my documentary "Zimbabwe: Won't You come back home."..still getting interviews done. WATCH THIS SPACE people.
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