Sunday, November 18, 2012

Jakarta (Indonesia) & Lagos (Nigeria) BABY!!

Welcome to Murtala Muhammed International Airport
 in Lagos, Nigeria!!

Small African airport. 

Language: English (official language), Niger-Congo languages
Time Zone: +1 UTC
Currency: Nigerian Nairas



It was a quite slowly and calm afternoon in the hotel in Nigeria as we weren't allowed actually to go anywhere. It is not about antyhing else then our safety. Actually, it was good time to give myself a little extra rest in some town in Africa. The lovely hotel and really polite stuff. It is something different from others. Their smile and look from their eyes is really strange. I am wondering what is the secret od those big, black and little bit red eyes? Nice & strange, I can say. 

Lagos is most populous city in Nigeria and of course the crowded one. I am surprised how much traffic there is in Africa in general. 

And no matter which day it is, it's like this :)

And of course I wanted to try some new Nigeria taste. 
It was some kind of fried chicken, fried fish, fries, vegetable spring rolls
and wird/sweet sauce with vegetables on other plate.
MARK : +3 

And one English writer, Aldous Huxley, once said: 
"To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries."

I totaly agree. It's not about what people are talking and what did they felt in that moment. It is that moments and feelings you have when you arrive somewhere, when you see something, breathe some other air. It was quite fast and calm trip but at the end you see something that no one else did, hear something new and feel something totally different than others. 
It's important to make a thoughts totally different that they are.



"Do every day one thing that scares you in some way.
It's liberating. "  xoxo, dq



<3 <3 <3 



Welcome to Jakarta International Airport!


Selamat datang! =) (means: Welcome!)

Language: Indonesian
Time: UTC + 7
Currency: Indonesian Rupiahs


"What I like in this job is you can travel to many places, many imaginations. "

I was wondering if there is some place in the world that you can really call - Oh, yes; that's my home. - Maybe yes, maybe no. For now, it's just my suitcase and me.  We visited Indonesia, actually small part of Indonesia;. Jakarta. Again lovely evening around hotel cause our arrival time was so bed.; Late afternoon and coming back next midd day. But even like that I don't regret. Hanging out with lovely crew, constantly laughing and beautiful nature. 



Maybe that nice places in the world you can't call your home but for one part of the day you can say - Oh finally I am here. And at the end ... 
It's home where your heart is.
And your heart is where are all that people you love the most. 


xoxo, E

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