It was my first time in Abuja, the capital of Nigeria, and I was curious to see this lake my driver had told me was a must see while I was visiting.
The day before I was to leave, I finished work earlier than usual and decided it was time to do a little sight seeing before my workation came to an end.
Jabi Lake wasn’t anything spectacular or unusual in comparison to the parks or lakes I’ve seen during my many travels, but for the Nigeria I knew, it was a welcomed change.
I grew up in Lagos, and during my childhood, not once did I ever come across a public open space like this. I imagined myself laying on a picnic mat under the shade of a mango tree while reading the latest novel I had purchased. I really wish such spaces existed while I was growing up.
It may not be much, but for that moment I was pleased to be back home enjoying the little pleasures and calm Jabi Lake had to offer.
Now, whenever I look at these pictures by the lake, I immediately think of serenity and inner peace. A calm like I’ve never experienced by just looking at a picture.
Memories are beautiful things.
They have the ability to haunt your soul with their essence.