Munene, the journey...

So, on Monday my classmates told me that the impending snowstorm could mean that we would not be able to leave our homes for some time, even up to a week. There would be no delivery services for food, or ice cream and other good things. If I wanted to survive the snow storm, I would need to stock up on food and necessities and hope for the best. Needless to say, being the first "snow day" I would experience, I let them scare me. In the Mega Farmers market where I do my grocery shopping, there was a buzz. It was busy, busier than usual. People were moving around with a step of purpose; people were excited. I was taken aback. Because I usually do my shopping on Sundays, doing one on a Monday was a jolt. I did not think so many people shop here. However, I noted that people were a bit more friendly, courteous, patience. Why could this be? Perhaps it was because at that moment, we were all victims of an impending disaster, a snowstorm that would affect us all. We would all sh...