If you know the “peculiar” habits of Kenyans, then you will know that we all stream to either Mombasa (for the beach experience) or upcountry/rural homes over the Christmas season. I always choose the later.

It’s 23 Dec 2018. It’s all systems go. As I depart my Nairobi residence, I tell myself that I will be a law abiding citizen – keep within speed limits, avoid overtaking at non designated areas and generally be courteous on the road. It was all well. I could see cars fly past me but my commitment would slow me down.

All was well until I reached Timboroa.

Timboroa is very scenic. It’s part of the large Rift Valley. It’s green and vast farmlands make it irresistible to pick glances as you drive by. For someone like me, nature driving is very therapeutic.

How then would I be speeding?

I get the spot near the Timboroa police station – the start of the 60km stretch to Eldoret that was rehabilitated through an AfDB grant. A policeman flags me down. Reason – over-speeding.

Apparently, there was a stretch that is a 50kph zone almost 5 klicks to this police stop. I was charged for doing 70/50.

I pleaded guilty and asked for pardon. The crew would hear none of that. After all, Christmas is a time to “eat”.

In the short time I was under “arrest”, about 3 cars were arrested for speeding and released after paying for their freedom. I was determined not to bribe.

A Mr. Bwire, I suppose he was the OCS of the station called me by the side and asked me a question, “why are you driving so fast. Do you know it’s for your safety and that of the other road users?”

These are the moments that even the most eloquent stammer.

“Sir, I was not speeding. I must have failed to notice the 50k limit. I have been intentional to drive below 80k”. I responded.

By that time, there was a man who had approached the police officers. He narrated to them that he had been trekking from Nairobi to Bungoma (~400km). So far he had done 6 days on the road. That he was very tired and could do with their assistance to secure a lift home. He was unkempt, sweaty and dusty.

Bwire turned to me. “Either you give this gentleman a ride to Eldoret, or I book you and release you on a KES 5,000 cash bail”.

Christmas is about sharing. Go out of your comfort and share some love with a needy one. Even if it’s circumstantial, be opportunistic and make someone have a bright smile.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2019.