Iiiindoooomieeeee!

Iiiindoooomieeeee!

Indomie. I shudder whenever I hear little kids shriek that on commercials. On the radio, they're all like "Mommy, give us Indomie! Give us Indomie, Mommy!"

The bane of my existence.

Indomie is ramen, Naija style. And I hate it. Have I mentioned how much I hate it? It's all soggy and wet and the chicken flavoring doesn't even taste like chicken and the "spicy chili packet!" that comes with it isn't even spicy and oh please don't get me started.

To put it simply, it's really gross if you've had it over and over and over again like I have.

While we were driving to Lagos once, there was an Indomie commercial on the radio. And this woman was all like "You know grandkids, back in my day my mother always made me Indomie. It's my favorite food!"

This is impossible. Indomie was introduced to Nigeria in 1988.

Unless if the grandmother is 35, there's no way she could've eaten Indomie as a kid. Indomie, you liar!

LIES, LIES EVERYWHERE

Signing off,
The Traveler

Pictures

I have a camera now!

We had to visit a hospital in Ife, to go see some friends. They live there, because there's a whole residential area for the doctors.

This is the main road. To the right is the ambulance, and the building next to it is the cafeteria.

This looks like a barn or something. *shrugs*

This is a common tree in Nigeria. It reminds me of the pine trees in Durham.

This is another view of the hospital.

I told you I'd get a camera!

Signing off,

The Traveler

Group Reaction

This is going to be a short one.

So I was on the OAU campus today, I was buying some suya--a beef jerky sorta thing. I must have mentioned it in an earlier post so I'll let you do all of the hard work and find it. Because I'm lazy. DEAL WITH IT

As I was saying. I was buying some suya, and it was pretty dark. It was 8:45 PM after all. So all of the streetlights were on and there were all of these bright buildings and stuff. You know, how it should look? And people were going about doing weird stuff and I was there buying the suya on the street corner and everything was normal and--BAM. PHCN strikes again! All of the power goes out, simultaneously. Every building, every streetlight, goes dark. Here comes the cool part.

All of a sudden, I hear this huge collective sigh! Like, everyone on campus rolling their eyes and huffing in exasperation. I know it might not sound so cool, but it was an amazing experience. It was as if this experience kinda brought everyone together. We all hate PHCN's unreliability. So we can all unite under that. Alright, maybe it's not the best thing to agree on; hating the electric company? But it was still really cool to hear. Like this huge...wave of sound! You know, similar to that Marvel superhero, the one that can't say a word because if he does he'll like explode everything in sight or something like that? Because his voice is so loud and immense and all that stuff? (Okay, you can take my nerd creds away.)

Signing off,
The Traveler

MY LIFE IS FULL OF WORDS

AND NUMBERS

It mostly involves a lot of this:

And this:

So as you can tell, I've been rather busy. It's been so much fun, learning C++ and Calculus. Plus, my math teacher let me borrow his Kindle DX for a week and a half. How awesome is that?! Now I can read my e-books on a proper e-book reader! Sorry laptop, but you're staring at words on your screen for too long will give anyone a headache.

Speaking of books, I've also been snooping about in the old library. We have a decent collection of books (my Granpa's old collection), and most of them are from the 60s and 70s. I found a couple of good ones (1984 is one of them) , and I tried reading The Iliad too. I'm sorry to say I failed. :P Who knew the Greeks could make such confusing literature?

Anyway, there are a lot of really old Nigerian magazines. It's almost like travelling back in time. You get to see what people cared about back then, what issues they had and what accomplishments they had achieved. Maybe I'll talk more about that later.

I know this is a short post, and it's more of an update about what I've been up to. But that's okay! I'll try to find more interesting things to talk about next time. :)

Signing off,

The Traveler

P.S. I was looking around my blog, and I saw my old "Favorite Sites" widget on the right-hand side. I haven't changed it for years; one of my sites on there is "GMail (ESPECIALLY BUZZ)". I remember when I used to talk to my friends through Buzz! I didn't even have a Facebook account. Ah...memories.

Stuff Can Get Boring

That title might seem like an obvious (and vague) thing to say.

Well, I can agree. But it got your attention, right? :P Anyways, stuff really can get boring. For example, have you ever realized how much you depend on electricity? Stop for a second, and think about what you're using to read this blog. Whether it's a tablet PC, a laptop, a desktop, a smartphone--it has definitely got something to do with electricity. If you're reading this after sunset wait a minute. What if you couldn't turn on the lamp next to you because there was no electricity? You wouldn't be able to read at night. And if you use an electric stove you definitely wouldn't be doing any cooking soon. Do you see where I am going with this? In the modern world with all of it's digital thingamajigs, an individual without access to electricity is seriously handicapped. And trust me, it can be boring; I've experienced this firsthand. I've talked about this frequently in the past so I'm not going to go over how unstable PHCN's service is again. All I'm saying is that you really don't understand how boring things can get without electricity. How can I check my mail? Or even turn on a light?

I've been thinking a lot on the differences between America and Nigeria. I was wrong to say that there wasn't a shock when we came back here. Now, I've changed my mind. I was shocked when we came back to an unstable cycle of power outages and electricity. Whenever PHCN starts to act up, I always wish I have a good book to read. Unfortunately a lot of my books are digital, and battery life doesn't last forever.

The only upside to all of this is that I spend more time with my family and stuff. You know, talking to my parents about some weird video I saw on YouTube or petting one of our cats. And I love drawing, so sometimes I'll just sketch, write things down. I'll get hit with inspiration and I'll write down a chapter or two of my novel. These things are nice, but they shouldn't be forced on us. We should be able to choose when we want to go digital and non-digital. We don't need PHCN to decide that for us.

Signing off,
The Traveler

Gone and Back Again

So. We're back in Ife.

I thought it would take me a little bit to get accustomed to Nigeria again. I am not exaggerating to you when I say that I barely blinked an eye. There was no huge shock. We deal with NEPA (or PHCN as it's called now) just as we've always had. I really don't feel a change. I walk my dog in the morning like I've always had. I go around, goofing off on my laptop, thinking about weird stuff like I've always had here. I wasn't expecting to be like shocked into oblivion like ERMAHGERD WHAT THE POOP IS THIS I MEAN HUHWHUH HUUUUUHH

Okay I'll stop that now.

I think you get what I'm trying to say. It's actually sorta cool. When I get to the States I immediately switch into "America mode". When I'm here in Nigeria? "Nigeria mode". No culture shock, nothing. I guess the problem is that I've been listening to crap from a whole bunch of people, telling me that when I go from Nigeria to America or vice versa I'll suddenly have to learn everything all over again. I'll be a fish outta water, so out there and confused but in a sort of good, happy way. Now that last sentence really doesn't make sense. Whatever! I've got a rule: never edit posts. Just write them how they are and let 'em loose!

Hey, on an unrelated note, I've noticed that there are only like 3 photos in this whole darn blog. Well, that isn't going to do! I've got four years worth of writing on this site, so I'm going to have to explain Nigeria to you guys visually as well. I'll be working on that, but to be honest we don't have a camera at the moment. Actually, the last time we owned a (working) camera was in...2010? 2011? Something like that. Anyway, don't worry! I've got it under control.

Well, Signing off,
The Traveler

We're In America!

Yes!

I'm writing this post in the same room that I wrote my first post three years ago. It sounds crazy when you state it that way. But we are back, in Durham NC. Things are different than what I expected. For example I thought that I would have a tougher time reintegrating into my old life. Fortunately that wasn't the case. Everything seemed to just...click. I instantly just fell into my old ways and everything. It was a piece of cake :) One thing I was not expecting was the drastic change in temperature. Boy was I in for a shock. I must look ridiculous to the neighbors and such, walking around in a jacket while they where t-shirts and shorts. I really don't wanna relive that so why don't we just change the subject. Another thing that I had to get used to was constant electricity and water. In the beginning I was expecting every minute for the lights to go out or the TV  to shut off or something. But surprisingly, it never does. And I'm always staring at my laptop screen, just waiting for that "plugged in, battery full" icon to change to the "unplugged, battery at 56%" message of death. But. It never does. Getting back in touch with friends is so great. I think that has to be my favorite thing about being back in the States. Plus the food! Yeah, that beats all of them. Food is great. I've never told you guys how much I love food. Food is so awesome that I love it so much that--okay, time to change the topic again before we go completely off the subject.

But what are the things I miss? My pets has to be one of the biggest. I miss my dog. I miss my cats. Heck, I even miss Brownie. Luckily we're bringing them to Durham in August so that's cool. But until then, I keep making the mistake of thinking that Shep is gonna come bounding around the corner like a crazy.

It's been too fun to be back. 'Nuff said.

Signing off,
The Traveler