My week has been full of travelling. We first set off last Wednesday night by train to London where we caught our flight to Nigeria the following morning. Only that we had to first make a stop in Instanbul and then board a flight to Lagos. We arrived Nigeria on Thursday night. I had almost forgotten what it was like to be here until we quickly got reminded by a hustler at Murtala Mohammed airport who wanted $50 from us in the name of “fast track”. You’ll be pleased to know that we did not succumb to his antics. Within two hours in the country, I asked Craig his impression and he said all I can see is everyone exchanging money for something, lol. Welcome to Nigeria! We spent the night in Lagos where my brother met up with us. He ordered the best Dominos pizza ever. It was called the chicken suya pizza. The next morning we had breakfast at the hotel and headed to the airport where we had to board our flight to Enugu, again, not without a lot of kerfuffle. We arrived at the airport to find a delay with the check in due to the bizarre luggage control system. After checking in at the counter, you still need to follow your luggage to make sure it gets checked in. After clearing security and arriving at the plane, you still need to make sure your luggage arrived to be boarded on the plane. We had to identify our luggage before taking our seats. In the end our flight was delayed for an hour. While flying, Craig got a chance to see Nigeria from the sky and was mesmerised by how beautiful it looked.
We arrived at Enugu after less than an hour from take off where we caught up with my other brother who drove us down to my hometown, Alor in Anambra State. There we met my parents and other extended family who had been awaiting our visit. As a kid, we usually traveled down there almost every year for Christmas. I remember dreading it because it was such a long drive and I found it quite dull and deserted. But after living in Manchester all these years and taking up photography, I have started to appreciate nature a lot more. We stayed at our family home which was surrounded by different kind of trees. Craig was excited to explore the town and took long morning walks with my brother who showed him Nkwo market and other monuments. We had a lot of guests coming to the house to see us. There was loads to eat and drink and we didn’t waste any time tucking in. It was good to see really old family photos which brought back a lot of memories. On Easter day, I and Craig got shown how to hold a live chicken which was the one of highlights of my visit. Craig got to see animals he had never seen before and hear the crickets at night. He also experienced proper rain which he thought was very meditative as it made beautiful sounds when it hit the roofs and tree leaves surrounding us. On Easter Monday, we were back on the road. This time heading to Abuja, the city where I was born and raised which is where I’ll see you lot in next weeks posts.