Cabbages

When was the last time you had really fresh cabbages, straight from the farm?

The journey to the farm was long, not very long, but long enough. It was a few hundred kilometres from Nairobi. We passed tracks of land, where pineapples were being grown. It was a sight to behold. We came to this cabbage farm, a place where you would fall in love with.

The scenery is breathtaking. The sound of the river waters gushing at the far end makes it seem like a scene from a romantic movie. Only this time is a real movie.

The workers had already harvested the cabbages. They were packed into the waiting lorry, all a while, we were counting them. Once it was over, the lorry driver left.

We left slightly after them.

We could not leave the place without our own cabbages. So, we filled our private car with some of them and drove back to Nairobi.

We got back to the office, and it was late by then. I checked my emails (having been away the whole day) and replied to some.

It was a nice ending when I joined my friends for a drink...

That would explain my waking up late today. But still, I have managed to visit my barber and then work on a few things in the office.

I am looking forward to a nice ending today too.