I recently went out on a holiday, one so glorious and filled with glam, glim and gloss and fun and bliss – crap! I am not a travel sijui holiday blogger. Am an IT geek who loves expressing himself in the simplest way possible. So lets start!
<title> The Flamingo Fun </title>
<head>The Pack of Village Boys in the Beach</head>
<body> 🤔 PASS </body>
<style> Now this is the real deal. I am intentionally not closing this tag.
Sorry I know many of you got nothing from the above. I feel you, you prolly know most things I do not know, like farting 😆
Location: Flamingo Beach Resort and Spa, Shanzu
Gadget: Nikon D3300
I love my job. I sincerely do. Perhaps it is because I have worked in many places that proved employment is like dating an onion. I think my current job is too good to be true or we can just say that God has been too faithful. We recently went to Mombasa for some IT retreat.
Well, the name retreat is too fancy, given the fact that we had to do lots of training and exercises. We can say the retreat was after the long hours of exercising head hydraulics in the conference room, holding your head and jumping up and down during team building.
When you think of IT guys, you think of code, numb geeks, wires and very hard terms. You wonder how minds tangled with wires can possibly interact and have fun with another that’s full of code semantics. It is until you realize that at the end of the day we are all village boys who love having fun that all this makes sense.
Meet our muse, our holiday destination, her name is Flamingo
Isn’t she just beautiful?
Some have already fantasized walking with their spouse in this stair.
Official introductions: Village boy alert! Meet Rono, the village boy from Cheparpar
Meet Muli the kool kid. He will not appear anywhere else except in cool joints and product launches.
Meet Keith, a chat god. Phone to him is bae.
Meet Bryan, the actor from The Real Housewives of Kawangware. Let’s call him Dj Shitty.
So we decided to hit the beach.
No, this is it.
And now other introductions: Meet Dan the business mogul, to him, this was a business trip. This is the guy who wears a black T-Shirt, cool shorts, stunners and sandals to the beach. This guy is also Mr. Know it All. He actually took all other photos that are not amazing in this thread. So anything spectacular – Siloma, anything else – Dan 🤣
Meet Bonnie – The less said about this guy the better. I think he has been heartbroken by a crab.
Meet Kitambi & Associates, you can view their business site on kitambi.com. This guy is very successful in kula mali ya umma 😂
Meet Brent: The band leader of Kativui Mboys Mband 😅
Guys, this village boy has a salary, kindly do not ask me about sijui an MPESA paybill or something
This is how Dj Shitty goes swimming, in full suit, a singlet, man’s not hot shorts and doll shoes. 😆
And as Kitambi and Associates mentors Rono The Village boy on how to kula mali ya umma Dj Shitty dies from exhaustion. Now Man’s Hot 😁
Spoiler Alert – The WhatsApper
So I also do not miss a chance to get a very blurred photo with Kitambi & Associates. I had to edit it several times.
Now someone from Cheparpar come take your boy back to the village. Hello Mr. Rono, there is no way you can dive in such a shallow ocean while standing 🙅
See what happened? I told you. You end up…. Yuck! What is that in your mouth?
It is then that we decide that this cool kid won’t carry us baby… So together with his bae (his phone) we throw him in water.
Now this look, this is a fake Sossion fabricated smile that says, “We shall revisit.” Slay Kings have a way to look good on camera despite getting hurt.
And to pretend that all is well he sits on the shallowest end of the ocean though water and him are not best of friends.
Now, this guy is the richest of all of us. You remember when we were kids, the guy who used to have a bicycle would have a flock of kids running after him. This is our guy. Sam rented a private yacht.
And then as a means to give back to the society, he gave Dj Shitty a ride, just for publicity and media. Look at how other village kids have flocked around him.
Our sponsor, Sam rents us another… I don’t know what this plank of wood is called.
And we decide to go get our cows from Magufuli. We kept shouting, “Magufuli Twasija!” as Brent psyched us with some Kamba traditional songs from Kativui Mboys Mband.
We went too deep into the ocean but the sponsor said we should go back. You remember the kids who used to own a ball in the village and when he says he wants to play alone you all agree because you have never played any ball that has been upgraded to a cow’s skin? BTW what happened to those kids, do they now work at Adidas? Or are they the managers of top premier league teams? 🤔
So we get back to the hotel for some cool downs with Kativui Mboys Mband leader but suddenly he hears the latest track from Njino Monja Mboys Mband, their rival and he goes like…
Suddenly, Yaliyondwele Sipite sings
And I had to jump into the water to save a brother from dying of shock. What are friends for?
So we do some fantastic cooldowns as a team. Damn! The water-therapy was good.
Then every morning afterward we did this.
And then we had to wrap it like a Soap Opera. Cuando Seas NHIF IT. 😂
So that was the amount of fun that we had. I have tons of photos but all couldn’t fit in this post. This was a fun-filled glorious moment thanks to my employer and the IT department organizers, we need this once every quarter (Kindly do not give me a warning letter on this).
BTW have you registered with NHIF? Okay, this is not an advertiser’s announcement, it goes beyond my job to suggest something really beneficial. As I was working, an old man came and brought several of his family members to get registered. It was funny that they each paid for one year.
I was curious to ask why and he told me that his nephew suffered a Chronic illness and had to pay millions. The doctor asked them if they have the NHIF card but sadly they never had one. The doctor told them that if they had the card, it would have catered the amount in full and paid for the patient’s flight costs should he require medical attention outside the country.
The old man said that he had thought of getting his poor nephew an NHIF cover three months before his diagnosis but he never put it into action. It is sad that they now have to do fundraisings to cater for his medical bill. Guys, if you are self-employed, get a cover, it is only KES. 500 a month which you have to pay promptly, before 9th of every month else you get a penalty of KES 250 a month. This translates to around 17 shillings a da and for 17 bob a day, you get so many health benefits which you can read here.
Also, read more on this article on the Nation on Why You Need an NHIF Cover.
Employed? Kindly liaise with your employer to have you registered and visit any NHIF office to see whether your contributions are remitted by your employer. There are so many NHIF accredited hospitals and we are doing our best to serve you. Yes, that’s my employer. I have enjoyed and still enjoying NHIF services myself. Kindly please make sure you and your family members are covered. Visit the NHIF website for more.
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