We're having a party for the villagers today.
The music is actually booming through the windows right now. It's gonna be held outside, but this party...we were volunteered. We really didn't have that much of a choice. Sucks, huh? From what I've seen and heard, the reason this party is going on is because these villagers just want to eat, and they think we have money, since we're foreigners from America!!!! The land of the free!!! The home of the brave!!! Oyibos don go far!!! The last sentence is a language from here called Pidgin English, and that sentence means, wow, foreigners are so advanced and civilized! Which isn't that true. You see, a lot of Nigerians have this stupid notion that anyone that isn't from Africa (excluding South Africa) is a bigshot and rich, and smart. All of you Americans reading, would you call every guy or gal you meet rich, a bigshot, and intelligent. Uh duh. No. Think about that guy you passed yesterday who was begging on the streets. It's ridiculous! Also, Nigerians wear a lot of wigs. It's pretty creepy, seeing all these women with curly blonde hair that's slightly lopsided and looks like a wet mop. I can't explain if you haven't seen it. Every woman that isn't older has a wig. They even get extensions and weaves for little girls! I know a lot of people do that everywhere, but here...it feels like it's on a whole other level. I'll take some pics and show it on here to give you an example sometime. Well, let me get back to the subject. So right now everyone is killing and cooking chickens from our farm, cooking meat, cooking meat, and making stews, and cooking meat. Did I mention any meat? You be seeing that many greens at this party!
Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate it (I don't myself)
Signing off,
The Traveler
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