Happy Monday. Lagos i am backkkk! So i have traded in my Uggs for the pair of shoes below.
Got into Lagos this morning at 5.50am, but somehow we didint make it to the island till about 9.30am. I am beyond exhausted. Flights to Lagos remind me why i need to make money and pray and support my husband to do the same.
Lets just say economy isnt working out for me on this particular flight leg. “Nigerians can like to overpack luggage and hand luggage”. Thank God my hubstar is a gold flier on Virgin, imagine my amusement when the virgin attendant asked if we “arrived by limousine”, i wanted to say “hell yeah, heathrow express limo”. So we were able to by-pass the long lines of life and Nigerians with their 50 luggages a piece. My husband gave me the foresight to check my hand luggage. I gladly did, but my handbag ended up being real heavy because of laptop and hard drives.
To get on the flight, we waited till the final call. After i settled down in the lounge and ate a burger as i wasnt going to gamble with the inflight dinner. Anyway, thats how we got on, folks hustling for overhead bin space. Nigerians i tell you. I need to at least be in premium economy going forward. I have never minded economy, but Nigerians turn the flight into a danfo experience
Folks get up when the seatbelt lights are on. Despite warnings from attendants. I had friends who worked for Emirates airlines and they say Nigeria is the flight for beginners and offenders, because passengers are ao unruly. Before we got towed to the gate, folks were standing. Like nuuh immigration aint going to fast track you, and you are still going to wait for the bags anyway. We are all likely to be stuck in the same damn lagos traffic.
My head is pounding. I need to get some decent shut eye
The week is looking ridiculously busy. When work and blessings show up, they are indeed showers. I cant complain. Have a blessed week.
There is gonna be a giveaway this week. Not sure when, but once my house is clean, it will happen.