The Summit

      

Making it to the explosive summit turned out to be a Herculean task, for even gra- gra Auntytalkytalky. From battling away from a garage boy at Maza-Maza who later got a beat down from a law enforcement officer passing by and purchasing a ticket at cross- country transport company which was the worst decision yet for this year to arriving at Abuja at 2 am.
Phone battery drained, I believe I had turned it off to preserve what was left of the battery to make a call when I arrived. But my ‘I too sabi’ no help me this time.

Devastation, Anger, Hunger, The need to take a bath.The windows were left open. We had being lied to about the air conditioner crap (thiefy- thiefy people).I had my shades on and a white handkerchief tied around my nose, looking badass though. I remembered blessing my friend,she had convinced me to get the sun shades at @sisiekolifestyle more than a month ago.

The circumstances we had endured had created a bond between us the passengers, even the driver found a wife in the young lady at the first row of seats.Through the help of a mutually angered passenger, I got my battery charged. As fast as possible I placed a call to the two most important men in my life and I knew everything would be alright. Although I’ll say this Auntytalkytalky highly disagrees with the notion of going to a stranger’s home for any reason. 

After a few hours I was picked up by the explosive team. I pleaded for a few more hours to get my dust covered self in order, and my plea was granted.

I got to the venue in time for the arrival of the guest speakers.The experience was innovative and enlightening.The summit was all I had hoped it would be and more.I met alike minds and had discussions with beautiful people, bloggers: http://www.itsallaboutberry.blogspot.com , http://www.ceeflod.com and http://www.justporsh.com and an amazing animator Agu Rex (great minds). I spent the rest of the night with the most amazing family, I deduced this just by looking at the help.

The driver just pulled over, Oh God, please this shouldn’t be a sequel. Wait, i am coming..

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Author: auntytalkytalky

Auntytalkytalky is a writer inspired by circumstances, a talkative by nature. Some are afraid to talk, she is afraid of shutting up. Enjoy!!!

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