NYSC JOURNEY: LAGOS TO ISEYIN, OYO

So I woke up with so much enthusiasm. I have not been out of Lagos before and I have been at home for way over 6 months, the longest ever since I gained admission into school. Bag packed, and fully set, I left the house and rode in style to the park at Fatai Atere, Mushin, thanks to Uber. On getting to the park, I was the only person left to fill the cab, I felt like a long lost prince who came to set his people free. Only no heroic shouts and riding on horse and waving like the Queen. Little did I know that I was about to have the longest ride of my life.

4‎ hours in a Mini bus with my luggage in between my legs and on my laps felt like a journey to to the ends of the earth. My bones weren't happy with this, so they made me hate myself for it by hurting my butt cheek. Apart from the journey being pretty long and quiet, no one to start conversation with, so had to find solace my the taking note of the fast moving structures, unfortunately an interstate journey in Nigeria means hours driving through bushes. 

Abeokuta didn't prove to be any better, though not filled with bushes though, but it was dry, dusty and filled with 'koto' kind of roads. I respect Lagos Governors for what they have done with the state. I 'juba for my Babas'‎. 

So everyone is buying one or two things in the bus and I'm like I can't do this, cause I have a stomach who has a stomach of its own, luckily, saw my most loved packaged chin chin and got 2 packs to keep my mouth busy. 

Then the journey to Oyo started, oh, right after everyone in the bus used the ever beautiful bushes to keep our body eased. So the journey from Lagos to Sagamu was smooth without life threatening holes. Abeokuta to Oyo was totally different and the journey was given more kwashorkor feeling with the numerous security agency personnels on the road. Luckily, the driver knew how to get past them the the Nigerian way. It was at this point I took note of the car, no speedometer, no fuel gauge and the side mirror was tied to the car, then I remembered I didn't do my prayers before the commencement of the journey. 

Anyways, I loved the numerous rocks we encountered and promised my self to climb a couple before leaving the state. I never knew Oyo was blessed with such beauties, I thought of what it would be like to be on top of one and possibly jump off, the exhiliariting feeling you get right before hitting another rock.

On getting to camp, bags were searched and we were briefed on the reason for the compulsory national service and what is expected of us through the service, I was all smiles from the beginning and then I noticed the 3 well placed mountains in front of us, at this point, I hated myself for not owning a camera enabled device. 

We were assigned to our rooms, I mistakenly got a room of about 100 people, but made smart choice of bunk position, right beside the window, off loaded my bag and set up my rat poo bugged bed. 

A journey to the camp market made me take the worst ever noodles, I complained and I think I'm not going back there again. Had to look for joint for the famous Amala and Iyan, visiting them tomorrow. 

Every other thing is normal, apart from removing my bed net though, my eyes are hitching. 

So my journey of 21 days starts tomorrow, can't wait for it to kick off. 

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God Bless Nigeria.

P.S: Network is scrappy here‎

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