Damn Kampala, I’ve been away just 15 months only to come home to what looks like 30 new, very tall buildings. You no longer like trees? Anyway…Acacia Mall looks stunning from the outside…oh it better be good like em promises.
You know what, I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but Ima just put it out there, so you may be the judge. Normally in Houston, I’d have cereal for breakfast, a salad for lunch, and pasta or some other carb for dinner.
This is what I ate today…
Roasted goat meat
Wedding cake…I know.
Like there is no system of eating in my life anymore. And believe me, I turned down a lot more food. Do I have any regrets? I mean, we are talking guava splash and matooke here…hell no.
I’m so guilty of doing the same stuff every time I come home for the holidays especially in the summer. So this being my first time home during the festive times, here’s a list of places I am so not going to grace with my presence this time.
Sooooooo tired of the undecided crowd and dust that lingers here. There’s no reason as to why me and a boda boda man should share a waiter, no no no…standards people, standards. Not to mention there’s now a mosque right next door? Like, I’m sinner, but I have limits. (Update: My annoying friends dragged me down there…ati Birthday Party. Turns out the entire dusty parking lot was fixed so disregard my shade…except for the crowd which is still questionable.)
2. Club Silk
Long story short, my friend who used to let me in for free now works at Guvnor. Bye Bitches!
3. That 3-D cinema place
Worst money ever spent!!! Who the hell pays for 3D glasses only to give them back at the end of the movie…whose sound was less than impressive…no ma’am.
Their selections are on point…well some of them. However, if you are targeting a market in a nation that’s among the top 5 poverty countries, selling African Print skirts at 150.000/= should be punishable by law. Dude I could write a whole blog post about this store. But I fear…because
surprisingly apparently Banyankole are the only people still buying from this shop and Banyankole run this country and I’ve already had my two strikes trashing the government (Banyakole) leadership skills.
Is that even still a thing? I looove the poets and audible art at this gathering, buttttttt…Ugandans turned it into “plot” with FOMO aka, I’m from outside countries, I have a “summer” accent so I’m going to talk really loud to make sure you hear it, …look at my shoes, …look at my bags, …I’m buying all these bitches drinks.
I brought my camera, and I’m all about adventure so tell me what’s nice!