Monday, October 26, 2009
EDF 1005 Murtala Muhammad Airport
My dad is not only my best friend, but an incredible writer. He worked as a publisher of children's books at Universal Printing Comapny located in Grand Central Station for as long as I can remember. As a child I quickly learned that books and writing could lead your imagination to far-away, wonderful places. Once I discovered your writing style through your blog, Professor, I called my father immediately. I knew he would appreciate how vividly you can describe a place, an experience, or a feeling. Although a little over my head sometimes, your posts can take me away from sitting at the computer and actually put me in your shoes. Murtala Muhammad Airport had just this effect. I now have an idea of what an airpot in Nigeria is like. I can truly imagine the sea of faces, the long lines, the porter running around. And your apprehension over your camera and personal belongings. I have a love of traveling myself, but have only been to Africa through you.
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