I was so bored when we went,
I felt like I could die. You see not only is the cake bad at most Nigerian gatherings like these, there's absolutely nothing to do. At all. Okay, imagine this. There are a few canopies with rows of tables set up, with glasses on them. And then there are some plastic chairs to sit in, and (Sometimes) there's a little brochure to look through. And that's it. Except for the food, and a guy talking in Yoruba (Nigerian language) most of the time through a microphone, not much to do. It's like your grounded or something. Not fun. The only excitement are these people that come out of nowhere and start asking for money. No, "asking" isn't the right word. I can't find the right word, but this is what they do: You're just walking, minding your own business, when BANG, are person starts drumming in front of you, in your face, and (if you're from overseas), they'll start singing "you are welcome, welcome to Nigeria" or "Americana, I want your Dollah." And they won't leave, no matter what! You have to give them, like 20 Naira ($00.13) and they might go away, or they'll force a little more from you. Well, at least we got out. Also, you have to kind of sneak out without anyone knowing or they'll trap you and talk you to death. Well, I am just a kid, so these gatherings might be fun for adults, but not for me!!!
Signing off,
The Traveler
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