Honestly though, I can tell you guys, the people here have become like family. Yes, that’s what I said. We are one big, we-see-once-a-day family.
When I first started passing through Yaba, I was scared of everyone. I mean everybody.
Even the passengers.But it’s been one year, and we have all grown close.
I’m not even joking.Now, when I step down at the bus stop, I start looking for my familiar people.
Where you at?When my favorite “aunty correct Jeans” guy , Shaggy steps to me.
I’m not buying jeans, but it’s still nice to get asked.Ifeanyi, the curtain guy comes over to say hi and maybe convince me to buy curtains.
This is our thing now.When I’m looking for the right bus, someone that ‘works’ there always helps me find one.
This is better than I can put into words.