I won't pull any punches, I didn't like the experience & I don't think I'll attend another one in the foreseeable future. My social calendar is probably the least marked compared to Nairobi middle class folks anyway so it's not like I can say I have my weekends back. Back to unmarked it is. Masaku7s is part of Kenya Rugby Union's series of tournaments that includes, Dala in Kisumu, Prinsloo in Nakuru, Driftwood in Mombasa and Kabeberi in Nairobi all of which compose different legs of the circuit. Ratchets, beer, more testosterone than in a composite season of 24 and the Sopranos, girls in hot pants selling beer. You can imagine the ones with swollen pudenda! The men's twigs and berries must get ripe and ready, I know mine did;-). As my Marketing lecturer used to say, all advertising and promo is just over glorification of product but folks always post photos of Masaku7s that prove the promos live up to billing. What the French call a certain 'Je Ne Sais Quoi'. So I decided to show up and show out with Nairobi
Being a Saturday, there was little traffic driving from Nairobi. New middle class car owners and kids with hires looking for death happily along Mombasa road. 1500 cc Wingroads overtaking my 1800cc fielder. Traffic jam build up stated from Machakos turn off (Makutano) moving to Machakos county office, the entire road was a parking lot. Toyotas and Subaru with blaring music, a drunk girl dancing on top of a Nissan xtrail and one jeep wrangler (upper middle class?) passed by that got cheers
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I needed food to make my life right because we had spend probably half a day driving 15 kms. We parked by the road and decided to take in the sights and look for a place to eat. My first visit to Macha'. Notable landmarks I saw include Naivas butchery, All souls cathedral, Mulu Mutisya h/way and Tea Tots hotel where we went in. After lunch (that pilau didn't stand a chance!!) and a few bottles of summit lager we got back on the road and finally got to the stadium. Got more beers and sat to watch the games. I can only remember Oslo because it was a predominantly and the only white team and their white water girls wore hot pants too. I have to admit the crowd was great. Big crowd means big noise. There is safety in numbers so it is fun
The after party was at the golf course (Oh Yeah, another landmark). Details are fuzzy but I do recall a female singing on stage, stopping a fight and necking with a stranger. Either I had been put to sleep or my drunken person's auto pilot facility was improving with experience because I woke up in the car which was parked some 600 meters away. 
| typically middle class chap from Langata |
The next time I woke up at around 3 I think and we were stuck in traffic. I woke up again at 8 and we hadn't moved. We arrived in Nairobi at around 12 after traffic finally eased. Good experience but this is definitely not my shindig. Next week, back to Lumte the local
What's on my reading list:
Good news Bible
"Don't bring intellect to the bar. That's a place for drug abuse and high libido"- My friend, Cain
