MY TRAVEL ORDEAL
After 'too long' the Bus to Abeokuta left Benue Links Park. It seemed that all kinds of delays had conspired to keep us on the road for very long. Frankly, i wasn't expecting any different given my previous experiences. The road, it seemed, had taken a vow to remain in the same decay for as long as I care to remember. Who wants to argue that potholes, bumps and cracks cannot continue to adorn most Nigerian roads, when huge signs with FERMA ROAD PROJECT and MEN AT WORK have adapted new meanings? There is probably a potent attraction to the 'Bad Roads Syndrome' where Naija is concerned, I dare say. From 8:15am, the driver of the vehicle, a white branded Hummer 1 Bus; sped, slowed, moved to the left and right almost in the same instant, and we danced from side to side as if obeying a sacred call, and sometimes nearly flying off our seats. There were a few curses issued as some heads made involuntary contact with the roof of the bus. Never mind that, at some poin