I want to be excited because “there is no place like home” but Murtala Muhammed Airport Abuja airport is the only one I’ve been to where you have to pay to use ordinary trolley.
Abuja seems hotter and dustier than I left it and to crown it, as I write this, there is no light. I’m being slowly deafened by the familiar roaring of my neighbour’s generators and the grumbling of others down the street.
India was a fairytale, complete with adventure and tales of wild romance, but all good things must come to an end.
Nevertheless, I’m back now with a heart bursting with joy, tonnes of souvenirs, and some good hair for you if you sign up for my Christmas/New Year Give-Away.
This post is to consolidate my experience over the past 3 months, primarily for search purposes, and to help anyone who will be travelling there soon.
For this reason I have provided links to all my India related posts:
- Discovering Delhi
- Discovering Delhi -Differences
- Discovering Delhi – Akshadham
- Discovering Delhi- Survival tips
- Pink City, Rajastan
This is most likely my last post on India. It has been extremely fulfilling and I’m in awe of God’s plan for me. I couldn’t have made a better plan for the end of this year.
If you’ve been to India, please tell me about your experience in the comment section below. If you haven’t, I pray you get a chance to, and I hope you find it as incredible and refreshing as I did.