Travel Blogs from Abuja
... but the
good news for the day is that Mike has at last managed to fix the
Engineers at work on the brakes and we
are then hoping to leave. We are fairly desperate now as we need to
clear a section in Cameroon before the thunderstorms hit. It may take
days to get through and affects the dates of the visa's. We are
sending the letter today as we do not know when we get the internet
... and new insight. Up to now we had hardly seen any white people bar a few travellers, diamond miners and volunteers.
I'm not making this up: the Finnish embassy has a sauna in a country with 30 degree heat year round, and at Xmas the Germans air condition shipping containers to 8 degrees and hold a Christmas market with Gluwein.
It was with Jens and a few of his friends that we all found ourselves aboard a plane to ...
... to be arriving as the evening wore on, and after seeing a few leave with various hotel inhabitants it became clear as to their line of work. A few of our group had some fun chatting/dancing with them and obtaining various hypothetical price lists for a bit of fun, but myself being a reserved English gentleman stayed firmly in my seat chatting to the others - where i was safe. Anyway after a fun evening i rolled into bed at 3am, the only dampener being I had to be up for 7.30 to fill in ...
... year old's body (it's endearing, really) is sitting next to a woman approaching middle age. Said woman starts chastising the woman in front of her for having her mobile on. A few verbal volleys later and a game of fistycuffs breaks out in the middle of the plane. I found it funny. I think Rashpal was a bit scared though. The flight was cool: I watched "A Single Man"...beautifully edited and stylised, with an origional well written script, if you were wondering.
... are none! You drive aggressively and honk your horn and try to miss being hit by all the weaving and cutting in traffic, while constantly watching out for the motorcycles and pedestrians along the sides—not to mention the occasional car going the WRONG way! Two lanes become three and people just worm into spaces far too small for any “proper stopping distance”!
But I’m getting ahead of myself—first, for the ...