Travel
It seems like in the last 3 months I have spent more hours in the air than I have on terra firma. First it was the shuttling between Lagos and Benin when my Dad was ill and the period following his death and funeral. Then I committed to taking a young cousin to college in the US of A, in Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love. Unfortunately I had neither the time nor the inclination to explore and find out exactly why it is so called. Meanwhile, I had, in my usual "plan-way-ahead" manner in mid-July, arranged a trip for October to visit my big Sis in her new home country of Trinidad (Yeah mon! The Islands!!!) spend two weeks in America and a few days in London before returning home. Man proposes, God disposes. It was way more travel time than I had bargained for! And in all of this, my children were left at home with their very capable and up-to-the-task Daddy, with darling Aunty Kareema nearby! So, now, as I am preparing for the journey back home, I have a firm resolut...