Last Saturday night, I was so bored in the house, short of searing my wrists for fun. As a result, I ventured out to sample some newly arrived whiskey from Scotland, courtesy of my fellow columnist in 'The Nairobian', Solomon Koko. I was in the company of my friends from campus days.
Now, the problem with Nairobi is that it is annoyingly a small city that there is no hotel, restaurant or nightclub you will go to without meeting someone you went to school with.