Monday, November 19, 2007
miracles
So here's the story. I land in Abuja and kick it with my cousin for a few days. Then some guys who work with GCM give me a ride from Abuja to Jos. This trip takes about 8 hours. First we stop to visit the driver's brother in Kaduna. I'm kind of worried because I look Nigerian but I don't talk or act like one so I don't want to offend anyone. Anyways I sit on a tree log as the ladies are braiding hair. I don't say anything because I don't think they speak English. Then I ask a question and we start talking and it's not bad at all. We get back in the Van. I'm still having a good time talking with George. Although George is a bit older than me, he lived in the US for grad school and is pretty laid back. I tell him I want to come live in Nigeria and he is very encouraging. On our way to Jos we see a gas station so we stop. The line for gas was out to the street. Most of the gas stations we passed did not have gas, so when we finally saw one that had some, we stopped even though the line was out of control. I got out the car to go look for a sweater (cuz the line is really long). I didn't find a sweater so I went back to the van. We probably spent about an hour at the gas station. Then right before we get to Jos, George announces that he needs to buy credit for his phone. So the driver stops and gets him a card. When we arrive at our destination, I can't find one of my sandals. I think that when we take all the luggage out I'll find it. I get out the van and the guys search it and there is no sandal. I'm mildly concerned because I only brought one pair of sandals, and one pair of running shoes. But I only have dresses and skirts because it's a conservative area. The thought of wearing dresses and running shoes is mildly worrisome, but what other choice is there?
Well the next night someone knocks on my door. It's a young guy. I'm like what? But I open the door anyway. He found my sandal on the side of the road! Is that cute or what?
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