Story Time. (Travelling with ABC Transport)

 It's a beautiful day guys and I definitely want to share this with you guys. This would have been a vlog but I had issues with  my camera so here's the full story.

On the 11th of April I decided to travel with ABC transport.

5.30am, I set out, ordered a bolt and was on my way to ABC transport. The ride was more pleasant than I expected. The Bolt driver was very engaging, but not too engaging, so it was fine by me. The streets were empty and it was cool seeing Port-Harcourt that early. So after a 30 minutes ride, I finally arrived at ABC transport. I checked in and waited for the second bus to start boarding. The first bus was scheduled to leave by 6.30am but as at 7am the 1st bus was still there and it was time for the second to start loading. long story short, there was a DELAY. After about 15mins lucky I was moved to the 1st bus. I was happy. The journey to Abuja usually takes 12- 14 hrs via road. So we started out, using the route from Rivers State to Umuikaa in Abia state then headed for Okigwe, then went through Enugu and Benue State. We got to Lokoja, Kogi state as about 5pm in the evening and by 6.45pm we finally arrived at Gwagwalada in the FCT. 

Lord knows that the next hours of traffic, even my black behind wasn't ready for it. 

1st up the Bus driver saw a colleague in need and decided to stop and for about 30 mins this man just stood there, which left everyone wondering 'WHAT'S GOING ON??' We grew impatient as it was getting dark and a female passenger began to hunk the horn. After several complains, we urge the man close to the door to come down and find out what's going on (Mind you the clouds are gathering, it was about to rain). This guy reluctantly got down, then went to ease himself before calling the drivers attention. Before we knew it the traffic which was light started building up ahead. The driver tells us he's not leaving until the colleagues car is ok. Meanwhile the driver isn't offering any meaningful assistance to the colleague. After 30 mins of venting, the driver enters his car and starts moving, at which time, the road was on a gridlock. He decides to use 'ONEWAY' to get easy access into the city but unfortunately other road users to had blocked the road. At this point, it began to rain. We stayed put on that spot for the next 3hrs. The rain subsided and people could come down from their cars. At this point a few men from the local community volunteered to help navigate the traffic. That's when i found out that Nigerians are a STUBBORN set of individuals . Some people "CLEARLY IN THE WRONG LANE" point blank refused to move until this local guy had to go get his shot gun. He successfully starts to get people to reverse their vehicles to let the incoming cars move freely. To a point, because of the way they where using the guns I was scared and started lamenting. This older dude in the car starts going off on me saying "WHY ARE YOU AFRAID".I was like dude I didn't come all this way to die, because this dudes where really pointing guns at people. We were in that traffic for about another 2hrs, at this time it was 11pm. My friend calls me asking where i was because he was expecting me.

After all said and done, the local community men successfully clears the road and we were free to move. I was so happy and we started out. I text my friend telling him "Yay!! We're moving now ETA 45 mins tops". As soon as I sent that text, I felt the car stuck. The driver had left the clear road, and drove to the side of the road where there was so so much mud. At this point, the car was stuck. We tried everything and the car couldn't get out. At this point, everyone is feeling frustrated and begun lashing out at the driver. Apparently, though not confirmed They said he was on his phone when he ran us into the mud. I couldn't take it anymore. Luckily there were taxis close by. I walked up to one and asked him how much it would take for him to drop me off at Gwarimpa. He replies N5000 to my earthly shock. I gasp in disbelief as to what I just heard. I tried negotiating, he would go below the price. I left him visibly furious and desperate to reach my location. Fortunately my phone was still on and I booked a bolt which cost me N2700. That's how I left the bus and it's passengers to it's fate with someone on the same bus as me because my security was at risk.

The journey which would have been a pleasant experience left a bitter taste in my mouth.

MORAL LESSON

Never travel without emergency cash on you.

THE END!!!