My Rite-Of-Passage Trip: 5 Countries, 3 Continents In 3 Days

Hello, everybody. Pheeeewww! It’s been like forever ever..forever ever…everr *in Kanye’s voice*. If you’ve been on my Instagram page, you’d know why there was a long hiatus. Yours truly, had to do the needful to reunite with Daddy in one of the Caribbean countries called Grenada. it’s far farrr away in the West Indies, North America. A sister country to Trinidad and Tobago (Home of Nicki Minaj) and Barbados( Home of Rihanna). There are relatively quicker transitory routes to get there but because of some unexpected circumstances, we had to take the longer route. I was scared out of my mind to travel this route with two little kids under 3 years of age. I tried blogging while preparing for this trip but the anxiety towards it couldn’t let me put my thoughts together until this task was accomplished. After this trip, I knew that nothing is impossible. I feel I can face any task. Concerned families and friends got so apprehensive about it but my mind was made up. Now, that the trip is done, I’m taking a look back at the whole experience. I tried to turn it as much fun as possible but sometimes, the kids acted like kids. Here are the 5 countries I visited, yes 5!…in 3 days. Can you beat that? I want to share each experience right from my home country, Nigeria.

Nigeria: Though this is my home country and I expected a bit of ease as I was in my country. It didn’t  turn out the way I planned. I was frustrated at the airport. From over-enthusiastic airline officials, to a not-so- polite air hostess, talking to everyone like she paid their air fare from Port Harcourt to Lagos. Most Nigerian public servants have to be schooled on proper customer service.

South Africa: The flight to Johannesburg was almost six  hours and a red-eye flight. I was exhausted and I thought to myself, we haven’t even gone halfway. So after the immigration point, I settled for breakfast and uh boy, that was a power breakfast because after that, strength from nowhere took over my body. It was a platter of poached eggs, sausage, steak, beef patty, chips and cherry tomatoes. With a glass of freshly squeezed juice, then a cup of cappuccino for the road. I tried keeping the kids busy while we waited for our flight to Sao Paolo, Brazil.

Brazil: We  hopped on the plane and the flight attendants were just awesome. Guess what? It was a 10-hour flight but God decided to make the kids sleep more than half way the journey. It was a good one. We arrived Brazil in South America. The officials hardly spoke English, so I depended on hand gestures and French knowledge ‘cos they had some almost-similar words. I checked into a hotel as quickly as I could because I had a layover of 11 hours. Had a buffet kinda’ dinner and caught some sleep. At this point, I found out all the pictures and videos I had taken had been corrupt in my brand new memory card. I was livid. Caught some sleep nonetheless. Freshened up for the next journey. I kept hearing “Ciao…Segnora…qui…”. It felt good knowing where these words originated from, hearing the real owners speak them and not just one random oversabi trying to replace ‘bye’ with ‘ciao‘. I and my kids happened to be the only blacks headed for Panama, our next destination. I must say, I loved the attention. They looked at my braids in admiration, trust me, I whipped it real hard.?

Panama: The flight to Panama was 6 hours and the kids decided to be kids. My daughter who did great all these while decided to fight me on the plane for not putting enough soap on her hands to wash them after using the toilet. I was rushing so we could hurry up down to our seats and fasten our seat belts for landing. The Nigerian blood in me, wanted to give her a small ” tass…tasss” since my diplomacy wasn’t going anywhere, but I had to hold back before the eyes start prying. Reaching Panama, I just kept seeing PDAs everywhere I turn. Again, the Nigerian blood in me made me marvel at the scenes. Your Mama no born you well to de kiss boy in front of elders. LOL. I even compared lifestyles there with Saudi Arabia’s. Again, dem no born you well to kiss for public for Saudi Arabia. I just admired the young love oozing everywhere I turned and could not wait to show Oga that I’m coming from Panama. Hehehe. Another interesting thing is that my son, Shawn, found us a wife. He’s got a good eye. The Apple didn’t fall far from the tree. By the way, Panama is in North America. We boarded our flight to Trinidad and Tobago and I felt relieved we were almost at our destination.

Trinidad and Tobago: It was a 2 hour-plus flight. On reaching, it was quite a beautiful experience. First I was greeted by one of the airport officials in a strange tongue, saying “Kekime”, and I was like “pardon”. He repeated that word and then asked (after seeing me confused), if I wasn’t Ibo. So my face lit up knowing he was saying “ke ka-ime?” He went further to greet me in the Ibo way, crossing our hands three times against each other. His name is Mr Peters. I told him how cool that was. Unfortunately, couldn’t take pictures because I was so tired and running low on battery strength. We sat down at a food court, and this lady walks up to me and says how she loves Nigerians. She said she is a fan of TB Joshua and I was like “Wawuu!” She was so excited talking about him and I was amazed by his impact there. Then came the strong creole accents. I kept saying,”huh…pardon…excuse me…sorry”. These people are soooo warm and nice. Trinidad and Tobago is a beautiful place. At this point, my phone was dead and I didn’t even bother trying to charge. Looking back, I wish I captured these moments.

Grenada: Oh Grenada! Sweet Grenada! The airport officials were so warm and welcoming. My pieces of luggage were all transferred to each plane we boarded, without me needing to pick up luggage and re-check them at each transit point. So I only had my final destination to worry about luggage. I missed Nigeria already when I found out I won’t have help pushing my luggage cart in Grenada. There was always someone ready to push your cart for a fee or just to help in Nigeria. I kindly asked for help from a uniformed Immigration officer and he rather carried my son while I pushed the heavy cart. Well, I’m not complaining, it’s better than nothing. lol. Seeing Daddy on the other end, my kids ran so fast and leapt on him. It felt so surreal that we made this journey. Do I want to do this again? Yes!…but with help for the kids. The kids had more fun than I did. Thanks to the double stroller and Elephant neck pillow that aided comfort and carriage. Can’t wait to explore this country. I have already started but saving juicy details for later.


What was my observation through out this trip?

All the countries I passed through, had one thing in common- FUNCTIONAL AND CLEAN AIRPORTS. They didn’t need to have gold floors and pillars or eccentric infrastructures. They were just simply functional and clean. Airports and airport officials are the representatives of their countries. You get your first experience there and that says a lot about the place. Follow me on Instagram for more exciting pictures and videos from this trip.

So, 5 countries(Nigeria not inclusive), 3 continents, 6 airplanes, different time zones and no jet-lag and you say God ain’t good? C’mon!!!



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  • Reply
    May 15, 2017 at 9:17 am

    Nice one bubu

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      May 18, 2017 at 1:43 pm

      Thanks Amonia dear

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    May 16, 2017 at 10:24 am

    Bubs! You’re the real MVP. But that is kinda exciting that you went through all these countries. I hear Grenada is amazing – just like most of the Caribbean. Sure you’d have a great time and bless us with blog posts!

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      May 18, 2017 at 1:41 pm

      Oh yes dear. Going through all these countries was quite an adventure. I’m glad I experienced it.Thanks for stopping by, dear

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    Desire Uba
    May 27, 2017 at 9:32 am

    This is just so exciting. I feel so giddy just reading about it. Hope you had fun.
    P. S. Your children are so cute!!!

    • Reply
      May 28, 2017 at 9:11 am

      Thanks Desire. Yes I did.

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    May 30, 2017 at 10:44 pm

    Wow!I don’t think I have liver like this.Infact I think twice when I need to go anywhere with the kids within Lagos unassisted but you crossed oceans,mountains,valleys.Ha!!!I salute you o.

    Gist us how Grenada is biko!

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      May 31, 2017 at 3:00 pm

      My dear. I was pretty determined. Looking back I don’t know how I got through. It taught me that nothing is impossible. Oh yes, so much scoop on Grenada. That won’t be a dull moment here.

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