End of the Story -Wild Wild West Africa-

I decided to move on with my life and am closing the Nigerian book to open a new one in Australia. I'll be going to Istanbul by the end of the month to see family and friends, finally see my dentist, my optician, my hairdresser, the manicure-pedicure lady, I'm just gonna spoil myself, oh God what excitement!
One thing I won't forget about Nigeria, is NEPA PLC(National Electric and Power Ass.) or Never Expect Power Again Please Light Candles as we call it:-) five to ten times of power cuts a day. If your heart stops beating and you are about to get an electroshock at a Nigerian hospital, the chances are more like you're allready dead because right at that moment there will be a power cut (it really happens!). Actually,there are a variety of memories I won't forget, maybe later I write a book called ""Memoires of an Oyibo'' :-)))
I'll definately miss the kids, all kids. Oyibo pepper, chop more pepper, chiqui chiqui pepper.
So we'll be equal with Aussies when they ask me ''howaya?'' I'll ask them ''how far ooo?'', two different kind of english huh?
I wish, I so wish to find a place like Casa Rosa in Laranjeiras-Rio de Janeiro in Australia, that's my biggest concern:-))) Casa Rosa is the place where I had one of the best and most amazing times of my life, an old whorehouse now a Bahian cultural center serving fejioada, with live samba, live Capoeira, live africanjazzfunkimprovize kinda music and relaxed people who are really having fun, the best and the most sensual dance I have ever seen, despite fever, malaria and thyphoid. Moments don't come back, so I gotta look for new ones, maybe even better ones.
Wish me luck!