I'm not one to drink alone. I find those who drink alone despondent and in need of a hug. Just sitting there, in a bar, drinking and smoking and looking at nothing. Maybe thinking of thoughts that aren’t very healthy, like running triathlons.
Last week, I went up to Unseen Nairobi on 623 Wood Avenue because I was in the neighbourhood, and traffic on Argwings Kodhek was nightmarish. I was alone.
