What a night

It will go down in history as the mother of all nights, there we were myself, Cris, Subu, Ko, Ben na Vale drinking at this other night club in Grahamstown. For a moment i thought i was in Harare, what with the many Zimbos in the club, we were probably three quarters of us in there and i can tell you the old madhala as they call him here should just have mercy step down and let the people of Zimbabwe enjoy the good times. At Rhodes, where i am attending a digital workshop at the Journalism School, about 80 percent of the students there are Zimbabweans. The other day i was leading the group into Hobson Dining Hall and a lovely young student from Zimbabwe just said mhoro and hey around the other tables others were like, urikuda kukonzeresa iwe, shasha usa tambe. Cool fine, a small Zimbabwe in a small Grahamstown.
But today i am going to drink ten beers to nurse my babalazi, and obvious Heineken beer rinondiwona.

Sawubona.