Back to the Buj!!

Yes! I am back to the Abuja!!!

I was in Calabar to visit my aunty and take care of some bidness (you know what I mean?). I had a really great time with my little cousins, my aunt is a big big blessing to me and I am so lucky to have her in my life. 

So I was sitting in the plane, forming sleep because I didn’t want the guy beside me to disturb me as per fine girl. Seriously though, he had actually started talking plenty and I just was not in the mood. I heard the food trolley pass by. I was glad in my spirit as I had not eaten anything all day. 

I began to plan what I’d take. I rehearsed how I’d say “water please” even when there will be all those other stuff…. you know the whole healthy lifestyle thing right? Well, the trolley came, the host(?) just handed me half a cuppa’a water! Yes, those tiny disposable cups oh!  I almost said no bros, I want coke but I decided to look at the trolley to really make a decision. That’s how I saw that they had just water to serve us. Like really? Just water? Arik air, really?! And there was a dry slice of cake. *rme* Next time I will just enter cross lines and know that I will only be getting water.

Ehen, that’s that about the flight. I got to Calabar and I was eager to come on here and gist you guys all about the wickedness of Arik and my phone wouldn’t even behave…no, it wasn’t my phone, the network there was terrible! Kilode? It was almost impossible to check my blog. I made sure I kept trying to check other blogs but for where? So I gave up on my 2^nd day there. Beautiful eagle, how do you do it?!

Ehen, then it was sallah day and I sat patiently waiting for the good muslim brothers and sisters to bring meat ba? Hmmmm at about 5pm, I began to realize what a mistake coming to Calabar for sallah was. It occurred to me that all the Northerners and other muslims there must have traveled ‘home’ for sallah. I almost wept thinking to myself “so this is how I won’t see meat to eat this sallah ehn?” And that is how Saturday rolled by, no sallah meat for me. Plenty heart break for me.

Well, the Good Lord saw my heart and how badly I wanted sallah meat and by Sunday evening, I heard the sweetest voice say “salama allaikum”, I smiled because I knew it was here. Yes! I finally got sallah meat….*skelewus* no scratch that. I do not skelewu. But mhen, my joy knew no bounds. 

I did not really go anywhere, I was indoors most of the time. I did make it to the suya joint a lot though. Good thing the aunty and all her kids are just like me in that aspect. My maternal family members can eat meat for Africa!

So anyway, I am back to the Buj, I have missed y’alls. I have missed being here…..And yea, if you still have sallah meat, I am very available to come chop.

A big thank you to all of you kept visiting even when I had nothing up for you....Let us blame the internet providers in Calabar ehn?

Please keep coming oh, I appreciate y'all real big.

xxo