We spent three days in Abuja and continued to Zaria the next day to visit one of the construction sites of my uncle. How much money he will give me on my return to Accra kept ringing in my mind though I had no idea, was highly expectant though I did not intend to spend it at Papillon like my cousin used to do. We spent two nights between on the journey from Abuja to Zaria. It was so fun a good touristic experience. My uncle was happy to be showing the country and most of all his projects. In Abuja, his architectural designs, supervision and construction of the Stallion

I spent three days in Lagos and left to Abuja. I enjoyed it. The enjoyment over took the thought of stress on the road from Ghana to Nigeria. Even the experience of the newspaper seller, okada riders and the sound of generators at night were all gone.  My uncle’s wife was a good host. Her conversation was tantamount to a stand-up comedy. The Nigerian love for Ghana knew no bound. She told how a beverage company in Lagos close to their house blasted and was by then drinking a bottle of Guinness after a meal. In her words “that day, I heard the sound from the brewery kpooooo… na me

On the glorious morning, we took off from Langata Estates to River Road, Nairobi where I was to board a bus to Nyabugogo, Kigali. It turned out to be complex and longer a journey than I had rather expected. I got to Nyabugogo tired and worn out. My host in Nairobi, Nii Kenny was one of the best I have seen of a Ghanaian abroad. His opened arms and willingness to ensure my comfort emphasized the Ga (native people of Accra, the capital city of Ghana) folklore slogan and practice “may strangers be added unto us.” Like myself, he is a Ga whose international employment has taken him to Kenya