NOGIG 2014

I thought all my competitive sports were over after high school, but it turns out I was able to get a second chance this week. After two days of swim meets, we have finally finished the swim event for the Nigerian Oil and Gas Industry Games (NOGIG). 

Leaving at 7 am from Lekki, I experienced my first commute to the mainland and boy was it painful. I wouldn't say that it's any worse than other US cities, but after 5 months of a 10 minute walk to work it was definitely an adjustment. Upon arrival we were ready and raring to start the event- but this is Nigeria. While we were warming up was the first time the officials decided to put together the logistics of the races. With that being said we didn't start till almost 10, but it was quite nice to get to meet all the other competitors and enjoy the day. Once the races were about to start it was decided that women should only have to do one lap being the delicate creatures we are. There were plenty of breaks and stops along the meet to make sure anyone with back to back events were fully recuperated. I know you ex swimmers are currently cringing but swimming is not a common sport in Nigeria so this was sensible for the safety of the participants. 

Kelsie for the win! 

My 1st win

Team Chevron

Kelsie and I swept shop for the women's events.  I am happy to report that I won the women's breaststroke & butterfly and Kelsie won freestyle and backstroke. Our medley relay only placed 3rd, but overall we metaled in all our races. Our veteran female swimmer took  bronze in freestyle and our mens took home a gold and 2 silvers. Needless to say, we made team Chevron proud. 

 

Kelsie, Bob & I after the awards ceremony

Beyond spending a few beautiful days outside, I am always pleasantly surprised by the things I learn at these events. As expected, the competitors were 100% invested in the events but the good sportsmanship was overwhelming. Everyone was hugging and snapping photos of everyone despite their team. The support my work team, the Lekki camp residents and the Chevron team at the event was overwhelming. 

I must say, it's been a great few days. I'm proud to have represented my company well and meet a bunch of wonderful people. 

I'm at less than one month till I'm off on vacation and back in the US. I'll keep the stories coming until then:)

K-mac

Nick's Goodbye

My FPD amigo just finished his last full week in Nigeria. So last night we had a farewell party for him at the Bolen's house. Best of luck in Houston Nick! 

Makoko Stilt Village

After numerous attempts to see Makoko I was finally given the privilege to tour this community on Saturday. Unfamiliar with this village? Here's a little background: the Makoko Stilt Village has become a popular and controversial topic since the Nigerian government tried to destroy these slums in 2012 since they were an "eyesore" for the Lagos community. CNN, BBC and many other news sources picked up on this story and ever since the community has received a lot of publicity and no homes have been destroyed since. 

This community is seen right from the Mainland bridge in Lagos but is still so remote since it is only accessible by water. With over 100,000 residents, its a thriving community that seems happy in their ways but would be considered a slum for outsiders. So to bring better awareness the community allows the Nigerian Field Society one monthly visit- hence my visit. 

Our speedboat there

Our trip started with a a 15 minute speedboat ride to the village. Upon arrival we were greeted by the Chief's brother Noah who answered our questions. Some facts he gave us were that each man had a either 1-2 wives, about 10 kids and that fishing was the primary form of revenue for the community. 

After our chat we toured the village in the standard canoes that are pushed by bamboo poles. This is the way they get anywhere and the means to everything they do in this community: fish, sell goods etc. 

Women paddling the canoe  throughout the waterways

Inside Makoko Village 

You may notice in the pictures the water is brown. This is because the water is polluted with the communities trash and also accommodates all their sewage. Think a floating version of Slumdog Millionaire and you are on the right track. Which means you can infer the smell that the community had. Let's just say it's something I couldn't get use to. 

In the community the kids were running around in any garments they had handed down if any at all. Privacy is a privilege  and one most don't receive  On our tour we even walked through the birthing center interrupting some women's most intimate moments. But that's life in the village, so this didn't bother them. 

Greetings from children in the community 

Kid traveling by bucket

The tour ended with a visit to the famous floating school, which is 3 levels and a kick off to the community starting to educate their children. Although not big enough to accommodate all the kids, they split it so the other children go to school on the Mainland. The donations we as NSF made all went directly towards education, showing how much of a priority it is for this community.

The floating school

All and all it was a wonderful and humbling experience. The people in this community make due with the little they have and they smile and laugh with a sincere happiness that most cannot fathom for the lifestyle they live. These people want further development of their community on their own terms and aspire to do so without the government knocking everything down and changing their way of life.

So the takeaway- be happy with what you have. Life really is what you make of it.

Ali, Kelsie, Daniel and I at Makoko

Cheers- Kate

Happy Valentines Day

Happy Valentines Day from Nigeria! I hope you had a night full of good food, beverages and laughs with your loved one. I started mine off at work with small chops. It's comparable to when American's bring donuts in for a breakfast treat except fried. 

After work I spent my evening on my standard (yet always a blast) fatboy run. Six miles, suya and a few beers may not add up to romantic, but it certainly was entertaining. And go figure the beach was packed! Everyone in red shirts and pants and they even had the mini ferris wheel going. Now I should clarify that we sit next to this ferris wheel every week and had no idea it's purpose until this week, so that should give you an indication of what is looks like. But the truly amazing part is that they had one guy using his body to make the entire thing turn! I guess when you don't have electricity your options are limited.

Michelle B in his Valentines outfit

 

The Ferris Wheel in action

No big plans for this weekend except for a trip to the market to shop and Lagoon restaurant for hooka afterwards. Just need to keep getting out and about and experiencing everything before I leave, which is right around the corner! I must admit, I'm counting down till vacation. :)

Keep on' keepin' on- Kate

Motherless Babies Home

This week was a little different than most weeks I've had. I'm over the hump of being annoyed with things not working. Guess it's safe to say that my newly found patience has kicked back in. My dad always said you get two bad weeks a year- well I might have used part of that one. 

Kelsie, Nick and I joined the expat wives on their Thursday morning trip to the Motherless Babies Home in Lekki Phase I. For a few hours we held and fed babies, played games with toddlers and sang all the songs a two year old would love. It was a nice outing. The image I had of the home was gruesome  so to my surprise the facilities weren't as bad as anticipated. Many of the children were still in school so there were probably on 20 something children there rather than the usual 60. I must admit, I was scared to death as I held a tiny baby with a wheeze. When I pointed it out I was ignored saying he would be fine. This is when the women explained they don't really baby their kids, and the kids just get tough. After watching the Nigerian nanny's on camp this came as no surprise. 

The cutest thing was the little girls and their baby dolls. The women here always have babies on their back held by cloth. So all the little girls wanted to do the same with their dolls. It's amazing what you learn early on and how little kids mimic it. 

All and all, I'm glad I went- it's definitely a must when coming to Nigeria to get the full picture (especially for those who don't make it out often).

Thursday ended with a long overdue massage. For only 5,000 naira ( 1,000= $6ish) I received a one hour massage from Ester who is just as good as anyone in the US. Better yet, it was in the connivence of my own home.  

Otherwise, same ol' week. It was my week off insanity and boy did my body feel the effects. Lots of aches and pains (beyond sore to nearly pulled muscles) so a break was definitely needed. I'm going to try advocare this next month with a bunch of folks here so I'll let you know how that goes. 

Friday was the standard Fat Boy and old school, and today was a nice morning of errands where I got groceries, fabric to get clothes made and a coffee/cinnamon roll. Check out the pic- doesn't even look like Nigeria eh? And the fun will continue since we are going out to dinner tonight at Lagoon. 

Oh- I have also been informed that my next assignment will be Total Remunerations in either San Ramon again or Houston. So more info to come! 

Happy Saturday and enjoy your weekend :)- Kate

2 Month Countdown

Just 2 more months left in Nigeria! It's crazy how quickly time flies over here, although this last week seemed to drag on. The office was abandoned since the Nigerians were on strike ( they call them prayer sessions since strikes are illegal). So this meant all employees sat outside the main building singing hymns and chanting about a vacation allowance change that was recently enforced. We expats on the other hand still attempted to work, but anything that required any collaboration was clearly delayed. I was suppose to be in a training which turned into quite the production. Ever time the prayer meeting took a break our facilitator thought we could squeeze in some of the class. This meant me running over to the building across the way only to realize that the prayer meeting was about to start up again. And since I'm in the main building I found myself pushing through the prayer meeting more times than I'd care to count. Oh well, as we say here- TIA (this is Africa). 

Kelsie and I have also been having an alarm problem here. Security has been calling and stopping by non stop claiming our alarm went off. This got old pretty fast considering it would be at all times of the day and night. We finally got that issue resolved which was a total win for us. 

My breaking point was the fabric fiasco Saturday. I wanted to get some nice fabrics to get some skirts made (after 4 months of no shopping whatsoever I was itching for a little change). So I asked around and found the hot spot called Daviva. Turns out the day I show up is the day they take inventory. I waited for over an hour for them to finish up since they told me they would open "soon". So much for that - so I left empty handed and drown my sorrows with an ice cream cone. 

Now I don't want to come off as everything is totally negative because that would be misleading. I ended up going out to dinner twice this week and went to a Kazak dinner party with all sorts of amazing food and vodka. What I will say is that when nothing seems to ever work right it's the littlest thing that will set people off here. Thank god for the wonderful social aspect because that is keeping me sane. 

The true stressor is that I am not quite sure where my next assignment is yet. I should be hearing soon- so hopefully that will be my next post. :)

As for today, I think it will be a much needed day of relaxation. Hope your Sunday is just a serene. 

Cheers- Kate