Liddo's

Went out late last night. Well just to the local watering hole. Everyone kept saying nothing happens on Thursday and besides, they gotta work on Friday, I shouldn’t think life stops just because I landed in the city (ha!). and barely a year since I was last here. (kwani you were being chased from the states). My cousins, are quite amazed that I seem to have the same shoes and clothes from last year. Like the defining thing of coming home is seeing new shit. (they were like, ala! The shoes from last year are back?)

Anyway, we are going to Tanzania! Initially I was going to go by myself but my cousins want to come- so it will have to be by bus cause I cant afford 3 plane tickets (life of a broke gradstudent). We had to go to Nyayo house to get temporary travel permits because my lil cuz doesn’t have a passport, and we thought we’d need it anyway. Took a few hours- my lil cuz had some ‘technical difficulties’ so she didn’t get hers – we are going to have to beg and plead at Namanga – the border into Tanzania.
Anyway, afterwards it was off to river road to book a bus –Dar Express, cost me about 9000Kshs in total (about 140$ one way). We have to leave bright and early at 6a.m. Me and my lil cuz are going out tonight (strip club!!) so I think we’ll be leaving the club to go get the bus.

Liddo’s
That’s the name of the strip club. Its in a very sheisty area of nairobi. Very very sheisty. We started off in Westlands- where all the upscale clubs are- you know the kind where everyone is ‘posing’. I got a keg of beer for me and my homegirl, S (cause it felt like the right thing to do!) I didn’t think we’d finish it but sometimes I underestimate our alcoholism. Yes we can!

Afterwards we hit up Liddo’s (S was telling the cab driver not to tell anyone where he dropped us, lol. (as I said, sheisty, dingy hole in the wall- Like he gives a shit)
Anyway, maajabu nakuambia! The Dj at liddo’s was talking too much- a ManU fan that kept stopping the music to laugh at any Chelsea fans in the house (how is this relevant?). every couple of minutes. I went to tell him to just shut up and play the music but did not quite get there. (and the last time I told a dj something similar- we were in mombasa a few years ago and I was told if that’s how they do it Nairobi- where someone goes to tell the dj about his music then I need to take my ass back to Nairobi, ugh).

Anyway, showtime. Damn! Two strippers, 1pole. Damn. Wait a minute, these females are not playing- taking off clothes…. Going down on each other… got damn moving to the counter. At this point there’s a crowd all around them (cheap broke ass motherfuckers who aren’t coming out their pockets) Maajabu, nakuambia. at this point I’m kinda speechless, I had to give them some $$. Wont lie, I had fun.

Oh, before I forget this old man –old ugly man I should add- attempted to offer me 10,000Kshs for a night (about 150$). Feeling quite pleased with himself like I was going get wowed over that shit. Course I cursed his ass out but he was somewhat relentless. I was telling him just because im a black female in a strip club doesn’t mean he can just come out his mouth over some bullshit- and I was pointing to the working girls, on some, you need to be trying to pay their rent, not mine. Im here for the show. Ugh. “can I offer you a meal? (who the fuck says meal? I couldn’t place the accent) I just want to get to know you... I know I made an error, can I make it up to you…Motherfucker. Amusing to say the least. At least I know what the going price is. Even at a place like Liddo’s.