We arrived in Lagos, and were picked up by an uncle. We stayed at his home for the night. I thought: “I’m home. I’m with my family. This is my family.” I didn’t stand out.
We ate dinner, and watched tv. I felt that I was at a party. Family was coming in and out, outside was very busy. There was good conversation and good laughs. It was time to take it down. I took a shower, and then went to bed. My new family had an assumption that I wouldn’t adjust well to their living conditions. They were wrong! I’m not that kind of person. I have always been willing to immerse myself in a different environment, and see the positive side of it. Yes, the conditions were different from mine but not in the country that I was in, and I was already expose to it, we all don’t live the same. (I wish western people would get that through their brains).
While in the shower, the lights go off. Everyone was concerned for me, while I was continuing to shower. Then I prepared to go to bed, we had a long drive to the family home the next day……
Loray’s Journeys 