Now I love and hate airports with almost equal measure. I hate the hussle as a passenger, the whole check in, excess luggage stuff. But I love African airports. The people arriving from far countries showing off, speaking in tongues that sometimes present them as alien to the land theyve come to as they are in the land theyve just left. Then there are those waiting to receive them. You hear wulululu and plastic flowers as bouquets, I even saw one wearing uncoordinated shoes, maybe they were in a hurry to receive the guests ....
Posted on: Tue, 01 Jul 2014 06:41:33 +0000