Friday night was spent hanging around Senegambia, I promised you guys that I was going to talk about Uncle George, the nice gentleman that a good friend of mine in England introduced me to here in Gambia. Uncle George was gracious enough to show me certain places my Cabby/Tour guide Boto missed out. I got to meet some Nigerians who have settled here in Gambia, people like Ade the very charming and friendly owner of the restaurant in Senegambia I mentioned earlier AFRICAN QUEEN, I had a juicy Steak and a glass of wine (I don’t really do alcohol) and we all sat and talked about Nigeria and how different Gambia is from our homeland. Some other Nigerian guy Henry joined us and we talked Tourism and safety, all the pros going to Gambia and the cons to Nigeria.
I really am in love with this town and I definitely would want to visit again, because I need to visit Juffreh. Okay, for those of you who have seen or read Alex Hayley’s book ROOTS, Juffreh is Kunta Kinte’s place of birth, so it is a tourist attraction, but I would have to do a three hours boatride according to my guide just to get there, and the boat trip would cost me about 5,000 GMD (Gambian Dalasi) ok, multiply that by 5.7 and I would be spending close to another 30,000 naira! Abeg Kunta Kinte Village go wait till next time o, it’s my last day before my trip, money is gone.
Well, to more interesting gist, someone offered me weed today! And by weed I mean Marijuana, igbo, Indian hemp! My trusted cabby! He brought it out this afternoon while we were out shopping for dried oysters and just casually asked! Na wa o, and its not as if it is legal here either o.
Anyway, I had rice and stew at some glorified Buka called James Nigeria/Gambian Restaurant (I am guessing James is an Igbo man, though I never got to meet him sha) the food is a bit decent if you don’t mind eating in a Buka, once I am out of this country I get desperate enough for Naija food, that I don’t mind eating in some kain places. (Kai you should see one place I ate when I went for an official trip to Senegal, you no go believe.lol)Then we bought the dried oyster (never had Oyster before, will figure out what to do with it when i get to Lagos) from the Banjul Market, yeah I also met one Ibo guy selling really lovely summer type dresses made of African prints, bought a couple of them, and some lovely sand paintings.
This is the last day for shopping or outing for me, the next piece I will be writing about Banjul will be posted when I get to Lagos tomorrow, more like a summary of my very lovely trip…definitely one I will not forget in a hurry.
PS: For those of you wondering what I did about the weed offer, of course I declined! I cant even stand cigarettes.