Vicky's day out

I discovered McFry’s a few days ago in Nairobi West and I have not been the same ever since. I’m not a big fan of Bhajias but theirs is off the hinges. And their chicken is a breath of fresh air from all those affordable (read cheap) chicken that I buy from other fast food restaurants. It’s a miracle I have never picked ecoli or suffered from anaphylactic shock eating those chicken swaddled in cholesterol.

So we were seated in their Westlands outlet with some friends when I noticed lots of cars with the Westgate mall stickers. I may have asked someone if they belong to some new age movement or something that made everyone around me almost choke on their chicken. My friends were shocked to hear that I have never been to Westgate mall and that’s how we ended up going there.

From outside the imposing building is a sight to behold and the inside was even was better than I thought it would be. Although the security checks these days chaff my ass, especially if am going more than one building in a day, for safety sake I always oblige soja when she asks to frisks me with that annoying contraption that they use.I think very soon I may have to freeze my eggs because all these frisking cant be good for my uterus et al.

So we get to the mall and I’m so excited especially since the ice cream stand is the first thing that hits you at the entrance. If I knew their marketing or customer manager I would have kissed him/her full on the lips. It was a genius idea. There were so many flavors that I could not make up my mind which one to pick. The lady at the counter didn’t have an attitude. She was polite enough to let me take my time. 

Look at the beautiful  scones on the wall!

All the shops I entered there was no one following me around to make sure I don’t swipe anything. The shops all so smelled so good I thought I was dipped in a bowl of potpourri. They even had magazines that of course yours truly perused leisurely making sure to lick my fingers before turning the page, still no one came running to stop me. Do you know you can even sit on the chairs at the center without buying anything and no one will bother you? Now I know where I will go to read my next book.

Don't get me started on the premier banking area where they have a red carpet welcoming you at the door. Whoever said money does not make you happiness clearly had not witnessed or experienced the service they offer to their filthy rich clients. They even allow the members to hold meetings for free in those rooms...one word AWESOMEEEE!!!

I managed to get over my fear and stepped on the escalator, noticed the fake smile I have plastered on my face.Yes, I used the elevator too and I felt woozy for the rest of the day but its nothing the vanilla chocolate chip ice cream couldn't fix. I was busy taking pictures when the guard approached me and politely told me to stop- like i was going to send the co-ordinates to terrorist. Look at that face; do I look like I would harm a fly?

 Well he may have stopped me from taking pictures inside the mall but he never said anything about the draughty underground parking.lol.

That's me crouching between cars at the parking lot.lol