Sandwitched somewhere in the Ngong hills , Oleopolos is a popular spot for many a meat eating Nairobians. The tender goat meat popularly known as "nyama choma" indeed does live to its fame of tenderness and freshness.

Our drive there was somewhat too long, not that the roads were of help too. Somewhere along the journey the road ends and what remains is a dusty and potholly imitation of the tarmac road.

However, the cool breeze and fresh air were a good reward to pay for the bad journey. Though it was dry, the weather was was surprisingly cool almost cold. If you plan to stay longer into the evening, a jacket or a shawl would a good idea.

Past Corner Baridi, the road snakes uphill into a compound beset by a stone wall of the most exquisite architecture. Must have taken quite a while to do the wall, devoid of cement its made of stones piled on top of each other.

The place itself was already teeming with many Nairobians, mainly families but a few couples on datres or trysts were there also.

The compound is well set with several bars eating places and even their own slaughter house.

The meat did turn out to be ok, but the long wait before it was served was a bit of of a let down. Over a cold Tusker we watched the sun set. To cap it all we lit a huge bonfire and listened to maasai morans sing mournful and soulful chants that really touch you down, though you cant understand what it is they sing about.

Half past 9 we drive off back to Nairobi, refreshed.

A few things were lacking though, poor lighting, no electricity and the service was wanting. But it was worthwhile.

As an outing, we give it a 3 ****