My Ajuwaya Experience IV

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Guess where i met my friend bayo when i got home, hmmmmmmm...the entrance door was locked already, by the time i called my friend he told me he was in the kitchen......lolz kitchen??? Somebody shout halleluyah!!!

My friend was preparing a jollof spag that will be done in a couple of minutes, sigh....what a relief of the supernatural combo i was gonna eat that night, jollof spag with spiced hot suya...

We ate, gisted a lil, had my shower rearranged my stuffs and prepared for the next morning, its been a while i saw bayo, he now works with an estate management firm....

The morning was a bright one, everybody were preparing for school or work and me preparing for wonderful zamfara journey, thank God i called one of the numbers i got from all these circulated whatsapp broadcast messages about my travel and he asked me to reach total park as early as 6am, i got there only to see them loading zamfara like they are loading iwo road, i only met 2 people in the bus.....#Kawom'ori

Aye mi o, when will this bus full oga conductor...

Well, i decided to wait in as much i got no other choice and the people i met were still there, i decided to accept my fate and wait....hmmmmm

Its not quite long people started coming in and we were like 7 or so, we were still this number till minutes to 8 when we started grumbling, the driver had to convey us to another park where they were loading zamfara too and behold the bus filled up and i met my fellow yoruba people and even Arbicans , what a fantastic thing....

People were already cracking ribs in the bus before we left as we all interacted like we knew each other since ages, this made our journey a great one...

...to be continued