BLaCk ReZidEnT

To West

So there i was with my mum taking the bus to western Kenya despite me pleading with her for a whole three months that i didn't wanna study over there. I was still mad at her because i was leaving all my primary school friends, my hometown and going to a totally different part of the country and start a whole new life. I had promised myself not to talk to her the entire journey but that was going to be difficult because she was seated beside me and it was going to be a nine hour trip...*I've always wanted to travel around the country and the entire world, get to meet new people, learn new cultures*...ooh that's just me trying to comfort myself. My mum has always been overprotective so she booked the business class bus because she believed it was the safest and that we'll be treated like kings in there . No lie, the services were great but i was surrounded by old timers allover, reading news papers and talking about politics...stuff i don't wanna hear, not even a single youth in site, damn mum. At that time i was using this Nokia x2 phone, it had no sd card, and the phone memory was already full with only two songs in it. The bus was pretty comfortable so i plugged in my headphones and pumped up the volume to my two songs. (vanity slaves and money trees both by Kendrick Lamar) i was a big fan of this guy until he decided to make his lyrics complicated, nowadays am all about j.cole and kanye west, anyway, back to the road now. So I've been listening to money trees for a whole hour now, am even singing along to the whole song because the lyrics have already stuck with me. Am bored as hell so i start looking outside the bus, inside, everywhere actually and all i see is weird faces mahn. Slowly by slowly i started closing my eyes and before you know it, i was in dream land.

*Mums p.o.v*

My mum stands up and picks this huge novel that she's been reading from her bag, before she could start reading it, she notices an interesting headline on the newspaper of this woman who was seated in front of us but on the other side of the corridor of the bus, she borrows it and after the old lady finished reading lends it to her. The newspaper had great stories, it helps her get through half the journey.

*My p.o.v*

Am dreaming about some pretty funny stuff that i don't wanna talk about heheh...then i start hearing movements all around the bus, and beep!! Beep!! Beeeep!! horns all over and my mum wakes me up, "hey wake up, we've reached Naks" she says . Thank goodness i was starting to feel hungry already. The conductor tells everyone to go grab something to eat and then come back after exactly thirty minutes. "mmh, those are just cheap threats" i tell myself. So everyone starts getting out of the bus, they are moving really slow, damn this old timers . So as me and mum are walking towards the exit, i hear her tap my shoulder and she points me to this old dude whose still sleeping with his mouth wide open and saliva dripping out,haha, he looked seriously funny so me and mum started laughing and we finally start talking to each other again from that point. My mum is really funny...you guys should meet her...oow what am i saying. Mum starts telling me how lucky i am to travel in a bus and that during her days they had to walk miles barefoot in order to get to school. I start laughing when i imagine my mum walking barefoot and the way she loves to keep herself clean...haha. I don't think she can pull it off. My mum is not a fan of eating while travelling but today i managed to convince her to at least eat something. I ordered fries and a coke soda and she was looking at me like "are you gonna get satisfied with fries only." So she orders ugali, some beef and vegetables. We start eating as she makes fun of me, "you were sleeping with your mouth open like the old dude in the bus, you know."
"Haha, don't start with me mum"

We went back to the bus so full, that we slept through the entire journey. I couldn't believe it.