Trip To America.

I couldn't sleep nor doze. I woke up 2am since my flight to America was fixed at 5pm. The thought of how my first trip would be actually captured me like a weak fighter or better still, a weak slave. "How would my trip be"? "How plane big reach"? I couldn't stop asking myself some questions but I just knew I was travelling that day. I told no one about my plan to travel to America not because I didn't want to but wouldn't want what happened to me when I told my Friends I was travelling to Benue some weeks back and after all, nobody helped me with the visa lottery so I told no one! I couldn't sleep from 2am, I was to eager to see the brighter side of the morning so I can fully get prepared for my journey to the airport. Trust me guys, I bought special clothes for my travelling, a new shoe, new boxer, underwear just to look and seem so clean since I was going to OBODO oyinbo for the 1st time. Anyways, I told 2 of my villagers.

I started my journey to lagos, I left home 6am! Yes! 6am! My home wasn't attractive to me anymore, my neighbours suddenly looked local to me. Oh well, I was travelling to where most of them want to go, so? I left! *Laughs*. God punish traffic jam wey wan disturb me that day, I started praying to God not to miss my flight, could it be the work of my villagers? Had I known, wouldn't have told them. After some minutes, we left the traffic jam and I alighted in front of the airport. 

*JESUS*! I said to myself. Am I still in Nigeria? Do we have white people in Nigeria too? I asked.... I summoned courage and walked straight to the counter to show my documents, get checked and walk straight to the boarding room. Getting to the counter, I met this young beautiful lady talking like the people I see in Hollywood. It was my turn, I almost "Urinated" on my self, I was shaking like I was about to be sentenced to jail. "Good Morning sir" she said, "Good am Sisi eko" I smiled, guess what? I wanted to "To she" i.e toast this young lady. She smiled and checked my documents, you can go there so they can check your loads, I never paid attention, I was so attracted to her beauty but got problem with her accent because it sounded different from what we speak in Warri. I moved though, I was checked and I moved to the boarding room after I argued with them about travelling with my tubers of yam, local herbs etc. 

Boarding started around 4:10pm, my GOD! I got confused when I entered the plane for the first time. I would have ran back after seeing different people but it was too late. My seat number was 15b. 15b? 15b? I was shy to ask because I didn't want to embarrass myself so I went straight down like I used to do when I was in primary school, always at the back not because of my height but because I no sabi book. I was lucky to set my eyes on these tiny numbers written above each passengers, I smiled and rushed to my seat so I won't meet anybody there. I got to my seat and my abroad dream got so real, I changed my look, I felt like a chairman so fast. After some minutes, a young fat man asked for the permission to pass so he could sit beside me, I looked at him from his head to toes and allowed him. Damn! This man smelt like a spoilt fish, I couldn't keep how uncomfortable I was, could this be a punishment from my people at home again? I ignored so as to enjoy my flight.

After some minutes, a white lady came to give instructions but I didn't hear what she said but I heard something about switching off phones but wasn't sure. I looked at my village delegate and asked about the phone thing, he said "Please switch off your phone so as to avoid plane crash"... Plane what?! I brought out my phone, switched off, removed the battery, removed my sim card and removed the key pads. We took off! I felt like vomiting when the plane moved up, I didn't know whether to pray or sleep. I decided not to sleep since it was my first time of travelling and not just travelling, a journey to USA!!!! I was happy but got sad when hunger set in! There was nothing like "Bus stop" to buy gala and coke, I couldn't concentrate anymore so I summoned courage to call one of the hostesses since the fat goat beside me was already asleep and snoring. I stood up, shouted and pointed "Heeeessss, hessssss, Yes you! You" everybody paused and looked at me like I was the real MVP. The hostess came and I told her about my hunger without shame, Infact! I smiled! "Please can do you guys have Gala or okin biscuit? Or anything please, I'm so hungry ma. "Sir Sir, please be seated, actually this is the button you press if you need our help." I looked embarrassed but my hunger didn't make me give a damn. "Sir, we will serve soon so please bear with us".

After we got served, stomach problem attacked again. Could this be from my villagers again? I asked myself. I went to the back and asked where the toilet was. I went inside and got more confused. No water inside the WC, all I saw was dry WC, soap, tissue, mirror. *Sighed* Lord, why hath thou forsaken me so soon? I said to myself. Since I didn't know what to do, I prayed to God to make me keep the "Poopoo" till I get to yankee so I went back to my seat. 

Some minutes later, I released gas! Everybody reacted and I joined them. The smell mixed with the cold atmosphere and everything blended. I enjoyed my journey no doubt. The pilot announced about the arrival and i got more excited! YES! Finally, I got to USA! 

We stepped down from the plane and to be very honest, I said this " My parents are not good, why have sex in Nigeria when there is abroad". Everything changed! I saw another world! I saw different people! Different airport! I settled my loads and I was walking into the states when I woke up.

"Man! Stand up, we have to get to market, we never buy clothes wey we go sell" ..... It was my colleague that woke me up.

Written by Aderogba Adediji

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