Moving to a new country comes with its ups, downs and super-hilarious moments. Here are a few of those funny incidents that have happened thus far:
- But I ordered a veggie pizza…
There is a little hidden treasure in Abuja that serves the most amazing pizza and it’s called The Secret Garden. The pizza is always fresh and made with the best ingredients, so considering how big of fans we are of this gem we decided to order the pizza for delivery. I selected the vegetarian pizza with mushrooms, onions, artichokes, and tomatoes. I was expecting a full-on veggie pizza with the vegetables gloriously spread throughout my entire pie. Instead, what I got was a pizza divided into quadrants, and each fourth had a different topping. So instead of enjoying a delicious full-on veggie pizza I had a slice of mushroom, a slice of tomato, a slice of onion, and a slice of artichoke. Yeah, that totally happened. - I don’t understand.
I tend to break things…very often. So the other day, I accidently pulled my curtains and the curtain rod fell down. Naturally, I called the maintenance team in my apartment building to have them come up and reattach the rod, and basically, our conversation was a hot mess. This is roughly how it went:
“Hi, Charles! I need some help with the curtain rod, it fell down.”
”Ma, your water heater?”
“No, the curtain rod.”
“The water heater is broke?”
“No, the curtain rod fell.”
“Okay, okay, I go see.”Oh, it’s incredible challenging when you speak the same language as everyone around you but you don’t understand them and they don’t understand you. The struggle is real.
- You want me to what?
I went to Mango a few weeks ago to try on a nice dress for a party I was going to, and the sales associate would not let me try on the white dress without putting a bag over my head. I laughed so hard. I thought she was completely ridiculous, but I did it anyway. I am not a very complicated person (at least, I think I am not), and most of the time I go with the flow, but this situation took the cake. - …because everyone needs five keys for the W/C.
When we first arrived to Abuja we stayed at The Nordic Hotel for two weeks. Upon arriving at the hotel, we received one key for the main entrance to our room and five keys for the en-suite bathroom. I don’t even know what to say about this situation, but it was really confusing as to why we had so many bathroom keys and only one key to the main door. Especially when every time we left our room we had to hand our key to the receptionist if we wanted to have the room cleaned. You would think that if they took the time to make five keys for our en-suite bathroom, they would have taken the time to make more than one key for the entrance of our room. - All I want is to take a bath.
Our apartment came with a jacuzzi in the bathroom. At first, I thought this was a dream come true. Who wouldn’t want a bathtub with jets in their bathroom? So, a few weeks ago, I was so excited about my bathtub that I decided that I was going to soak in my new jacuzzi. I started filling the water and everything was going fine, up until the hot water in my tiny water heater ran out. So, I decided to improvise. I grabbed a bucket and went to the guest bathrooms and filled my bucket with water and dumped the hot water into my jacuzzi. By the time I had emptied all the hot water in my entire apartment, I no longer wanted to take a bath. It was so much effort and caused me so much pain along the way that it wasn’t worth it. I simply can’t understand why they chose to install a jacuzzi without a water heater with enough capacity to fill it. It just doesn’t make much sense. I did, however, feel like I was in the 1800s filling up my bathtub with a bucket of boiling water. - So, you’re telling me that the post office doesn’t deliver.
Now, it may sound completely crazy, but I expect the post office to deliver my packages to my door. Apparently that is a completely wild assumption on my part. The post office only delivers certain packages, and when they do deliver, you have to give the guy a little something for making his way to your door.
Well, that’s all for now. I will write some more about my experience in Abuja soon. Do you have a similar experience? Comment below and tell me all about it! I would love to hear your story.
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