Forget about Sabina Joy,Huruma estate has this joint known as "KWA MBUTHIA"
NAXVEGAS Kenya is not complete without Nakuru or as popularly referred to by revellers Naxvegas. From the hilarious 7D lounge to the beats of Samba,from Lanet to Menengai,this is Kenya's Las Vegas. One chilly Saturday my former concubine Leila gave me a call.... it was that time of the year when coins are easy to come by,the weather just right for two and your ka sack(read loins) are quite full. It had been months since my last wet dream and her call came as a timely intervention ( I was almost soliciting for the services of vaseline petroleum jelly). I quickly grabbed a jacket from the wall and rushed to the matatu stage. The matatu took ages to fillg up,I grabbed a copy of this magazines that go for 10 Bob with funny titles like "how to be a god in bed" and "How Raila visited a witch in Dubai" ( I hope you get the drift) I also remembered to purchase groundnuts and topped up with the purchase of the traditional aphrodisiac "mukombero" ( if you have a luhya friend or relative you should be familiar with this potent herb). The matatu took off and I engaged my mouth in chewing this lethal combination. 3 hours later and I was in Nakuru's flamingo estate. Leila was there ready to receive me,flanked by two other damsels. I spent my time checking them out from the corners of my eyes wondering why God had to lead me into temptation. It was at this point that I realized it was Leila's birthday. I remember I had grabbed a a nice bracelet from my friend Damaris. I quickly fished it out from my bag and handed it over to her. Now men you should learn one thing "it is the simple things you do", she proceeded to jump up and down plastering my very handsome face with layers of lipstick and make up. If you thought I was finished then you are mistaken,as darkness took over I asked her to dress up for a night out. Our journey would lead us to the infamous KANU STREET. Named after the indepence party whose symbol was a cockerel, this street is a true Jogoo. The bars and lodgings here are more than the total number of residents. We made our way to club Summerland,a place I would visit 5 years later. The beer was cheap,very cheap, the wine affordable and the rum... After a few minutes here and there,a nice barmaid passed by,she must have been fresh from high school .I quickly switched to overdrive and followed her to the counter. One Smirnoff Black ice later and we were headed for the restroom romping away the night but even before we finished war broke out somewhere near the restroom and CRASH!! The door came down. The fight stopped and the cheering drunkards looked our direction among them Leila! What followed remains in NAXVEGAS!!