After thinking and thinking about what would be the best write-up for this week's topic ?, then I came up with this, or should I say my memory came up with this.
MY BEST HOLIDAY
The best holiday of my life came up, in 2016, That fine morning my hubby called me on the phone that Friday to get me ready to visit his hometown for his older brother's wedding (he was my boyfriend back then), You see I like traveling, so immediately I ran to tell my mom I would be traveling the next day to Oyo state, my mom looked at me like I had grown another set of heads, she then started the lecture of why do you want to do this and do that, (you know how mothers are na), After much discussion, I was permitted to go with him.
The next day I was set and all I had to do was wait for hubby to get back from the office, so I was expecting his call, around 11 am he called me to meet him at the motor park, I cross-checked all I had with me and moved to the park, to tell you how happy and scared I was, I was like a person on happiness drug.
We got to his hometown late that day, his uncle was the person who greeted us at the gate, you see something about Yoruba people, they like this form of respect when a woman who is their supposed daughter-in-law should go down on her knees and greet everyone sitting around, even to the ones who were younger than her, Well for me that was a problem, even if I wasn't a Yoruba girl, I was born and bought up in Yoruba land. so things went well, we were given our rooms(Separate Rooms).
I tell you the food there was amazing, I got to eat a new kind of food and a strange combo of PAP WITH FRESHLY MADE VEGETABLE SOUP MIXED WITHH ENOUGH LOCUST BEANS. I was pampered and I enjoyed my stay there for those three days, it was like I shouldn't leave, but after the wedding preparation we had to go back to Lagos, that day still rings in my head to date.
The worst holiday I ever had, I like to forget about it, but I just cant, there were so many issues wrong with that holiday, I will just say the ones I am comfortable with, that holiday I was around 12 years old then, I went to visit a family friend who just gave birth, so I had to stay with them for a while since I was on a long vacation from school, my mom and sis came to visit, The taxi that carried them had been an offender of the law, so my mum and sister were also arrested alongside the driver, even when we pleaded with the officers that they were innocent, they wouldn't listen, they just wanted to take the bail they were asking of (bribery for nothing), they spent the night at the police station, then the next day my dad had to call his older brother who was in the airforce to take over the matter, when they got there, in a second they were released without any bail, But my mum and sister were already exhausted by the time they got out. my elder sister had vomited all over herself, cause she wasn't used to the experience, I like to forget this holiday cause after this incident a lot of other things happened and it saddened my heart whenever I remember it, so I will stop here for this topic.
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Have a great weekend
Treasuree
