Our visit Mr. Adomeh's village

I'm just going to put up a short post here now, because things are crazy busy as we try to get everything done before leaving Irrua for Ibadan on Wednesday - and somehow it is already 5pm!
Yesterday was Sunday and we had big social plans. In the morning, Shari and Eric went to church with Filomena for about two hours (started at 6am!) while Kristian and I chose to sleep in and louge around and enjoy a luxurious hotel breakfast of toast. Just toast. No butter, no jam, no coffee. But we did have to wait 45 minutes for it. This morning we just ate powerbars instead.


In the afternoon we went off on a two hour drive to Mr. Adomeh's home village, where he grew up until he was 13 years old and left for secondary school. The road was unpaved, and apparently graded about 10 years ago, but since it floods every year it was hard to tell. The jeep stayed upright, though, and just a few of the bridges actually had gaping holes.

We spent several hours up in Mr. Adomeh's village. Kristian just put in his two cents - "it was awesome!" Everyone was extremely friendly, like everywhere we've been - although I think the children (the many, many children) weren't quite sure whether we were incredibly exciting or a bit scary. We had a very impressive entourage following about 30 feet behind us all the way through the village. We met the chief and ate lunch with Mr. Adomeh's brother. In the evening, we had dinner Ekpoma with Mr Adomeh, his wife and their three children. Thank you to all the Adomehs, and Filomena, for a wonderful day!

I better sign off now- I need to go and help Kristian aliquot, so I'll leave you with a photo of our new friends, all trying to look very cool for the camera ...

Elinor