IT'S DEE AGAIN!

Seme Tribe, it's Dee again!
Yes Dee, remember my adventurous Dee? Click to read our story here

Yes, so Dee's call came in on Wednesday night " babes how would you like to spend the weekend attending the Calabar carnival?"
 "Sounds nice but who is paying sha?" I asked.
 "You worry too much, just say you are in" Dee's voice answered from the other end.
"Oya na, count me in" I answered with so much excitement in me.
"Just be ready Friday morning and please no funny stories," he said before he hung up.

I had since rounded up my NYSC and was now living with my Uncle in Ikoyi and doing a few things while job hunting. So you can safely call me a Lagos small girl and yes, Dee and I were still together in spite of all my village ways. I guess the heart wants who the heart truly wants.

Leaving the house wasn't going to be so much a big deal as my Uncle was out of the country with his wife.
So Friday morning, Dee was already at my gate to pick me up for the airport. On our way to the airport, I reminded him of the conversation we had on the phone Thursday night about me never been on a plane before. I was nervous and also very concerned about going to embarrass myself. He told me it wasn't a big deal and all I needed to do was just to follow his lead. His lead again?  Ok.

We arrived at the airport quit on time and Dee suggested we go grab some food but I declined as I already had a fill from loading my all-time favorite eba before leaving the house to avoid stories that touch. Instead, I had just a glass of wine while Dee ate his meal. 
Afterward, we took some few pictures before boarding but I didn't put up anything on my BlackBerry status for the fear of my monitoring spirit cousins because I had put up a photo of me before in a restaurant and one of them was able to decode where I was and showed up right in front of me before I could say, Jack. So this time I decided to play smart. 

We had just started the journey a few minutes when suddenly there was a shake. I asked Dee what it was and he said nothing so I adjusted and sat comfortably as everyone else. I had barely taken a deep breath when I felt the shake again. Then another, and another again. This time the whole plane was in pandemonium. Then the announcement came on that We were experiencing a bit of turbulence. Ah! Turbulence, what is that? Dee was about to explain what that meant but I asked him to just shut up. "Oga as I go school reach you think I won't know what turbulence is abi? he tried holding my hands in his in order to make me calm down but it was as if he was adding fire to fuel or is it fuel to fire now.

My whole body became hot and cold at the same time, I started feeling a raging storm inside of me and immediately began to vomit, I threw up all over my body the wine I had earlier. Dee tried to clean me up with the handkerchief I had in my handbag all these in the midst of the turbulence. (This is a matter of life and death. Oga help me and    shift abeg). Then an announcement came again that the plane was trying to land but couldn't. That was when I knew my village people were fully awake and alert.

Come and see prayers mixed with tounges inside the plane, even the Alhaji in front of me kept on shouting "the blood of Jesus, the blood of Jesus". I recited over a million times "Psalms 91" and all the bible verses I learned in Sunday School. Chai! I cried en, my pain was even that nobody will know where I went and what has happened to me. I even thought of how my picture will be in Obalende and Ikoyi police station and NTA Lagos with the caption of "Missing person".

 Ha! The adrenaline was high, all my pulse were ranging. There was no prayer that wasn't prayed on the plane that day. Someone was even confessing of how he had cheated on his wife (now, I'm wondering how I still had time to listen to gist).
We all became worship leaders in the plane that, someone would raise a worship song in the front and people at the back will join in the chorus and vice versa. Only God is truly king. No matter our belief or religion that day everyone was calling on God for mercy and like every good father would, He heard our cry and the final announcement came that we were in Calabar and getting ready for a safe landing and we did have a safe landing.

The first thing I did when I stepped out of the plane was to rush into the restroom to unburden. No, not that one silly! I vomited again.
My Calabar carnival experience was no doubt fun but not without constant flashes, a reminder of my ordeal in the plane. 

When we were ready to return on Sunday afternoon Dee called a cab to come to take us to the airport but I had other plans. I told him to go ahead I would meet him up in Lagos via night bus. Dee pressured me to return with him by air and not be ridiculous and overly dramatic about the whole thing but all that was plenty grammar as my mind was made up. 
All die na die but you see this type of die for sky, not for me. We go jam for Lagos because this local woman cannot can't at all.

I guess it was time to lose his number.
Dee will not kill me on top adventure.
Read about my adventure with Dee here
My chest is paining me right now.

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© Rachel Jesuseme

Comments

  1. Hahaha.
    Dee is definitely my type of friend jare. Biko give him my number as I kukuma like adventure.
    Dying in the air or land which one better pass? Lolz
    God no go let us die untimely mbok.
    But for real that air turbulence is not a funny something oo.

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    1. Hahaha, you can have it please, this village girl is definitely not out for this kind of adventure.
      A loud Amen to that prayer.

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  2. Hehehe. Monitoring spirit cousins, feeling hot and cold at the same time...., just hilarious!

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  3. Beautiful story 👏👏👏👏. I enjoyed every bit of it. Well done babe😁😘👏👏👏

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