Kampala is a city of paradoxes. You can have money but without a thing to spend it on. You will buy a ka shirt for 400K at Acacia and find the same shirt in the Naalya market for 20K.
By Ian Ortega
Something came over me in the past weeks, it must have been the build-up to the conclave. I decided to give out a chunk of my wardrobe to my askari. By other theories, somebody, an insider, had whispered into my ears. That word around the Mzee had me on a list of new appointments. Mbu, Mzee was planning a reshuffle, and I was among those who had eaten with a big spoon. I thus took the preparations a notch higher and decided to empty my wardrobe in advance. I am now suffering because of this decision. Nothing is as hard as finding good men’s clothing in Kampala.
I started at Metroplex mall, the best I could get there was me settling for the boxer shorts and socks. There was nothing that could match my upcoming status. I went to Acacia mall.
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