So I've found these akoblow guys on my way home. I refused to blow into the gadget and told them they cant put some foreign object whose sanitary condition I do not know in my mouth. They have handcuffed me and put me in their land rover (cruiser?) and they have towed my car. Mniombee tafasari.

pole hope you have found your way out.but next time don't drink and drive.take a uber.leave your car at your pub.dont risk your life and that of other road users.ukishikwa na makosa the best way is to plead for forgiveness.it melts even the most hardened police officer.ukiwaonyesha ujeruri utajua ujui.

Whenever I visit Nairobi and I happen to be on the road at late evenings, and I meet these road blocks, they flag me down, I slow down, I switch on the interior cabin lights, and wind the window down... they see my Kanzu and cap... they tell me "pita mzee, pita!" and they pull back the barrier. I give them the thumbs up, smile and move... at times I reward them with rwabe just as a gift and tell them "kazi mzuri".

Driving while drunk is not an offense. The offense is to drive while drunk and be unable to control the car.

Fuliza hio kitu, enda kotini jitetee.

hardwood yaani umespend weekend ndani?

It was a terrible week for me. Niliwekwa ndani even after taking the akoblow test. The cops said I was over the limit and also they were very furious with me for being kichwa ngumu.

I had initially thought I would sort out things at the station but when we got there, things moved very fast. After recording our names kwa OB (there were about 15 of us), they asked us to surrender our valuables ie cash, wallets and phones which they marked and put in a safe. We were then asked to remove our belts and shoes (one shoe) and these were put in a big carton. Then we were thrown into the cell and the door locked until 6am. No chance even ya kujitetea or call someone.

At 6am in the morning they opened the door to do a roll call and handing over. Then at about 9am they called us one by one and gave us a chance each to make one call using their phone at the station. Now the big problem I had is that among the people who would have bailed me out, the only number I know off-head is my wife's number. So I called her. She had been very worried about my whereabouts and she was happy to learn that I was Ok....but she was furious that "after kutangatanga the whole night taking phombe and getting into trouble", I now wanted her to come and bail me out.

I was bailed out (cash bail 20k) and also paid 5k towing charges. Since I was still locked in the cell she had to sort the matter. Initially I thought that when you are bailed maneno imekwisha, but kumbe you still have to appear in court. I was told they circulate your car reg no and arrest you if you dont appear in court. So I went to court and was fined.

It was my first time in a police cell and it was a horrible experience. I was standing the whole night and until I was bailed out at noon the next day. I was soo tired and my legs are still hurting to this day due to the many hours of standing barefoot on the concrete floor. The worst experience was walking barefoot to the flooded toilet. I am still traumatized and I feel more angrier than miguna. As @angelica said, osicheze na sirkal.

Good to see you're out. Keep more numbers offhead.

Well done bro, now you have officially become a man!!!

Only one night? Now you should graduate to spending a weekend at Kamukunji police cells

Yaani nilishikwo and only a handful of wazuans have "given me pole". Isokei. Kweli marafiki hujulikana wakati wa shida sio wakati wa "wazua mbusi".