Going from one city to another in Abia State to catch my flight and I'm stuck sitting in a traffic jam. Nothing like the fresh air of Aba to remind me that Houston's air quality isn't all that bad. Well, I could either sit here or in the airport. Ironically, Pastor Charles'plane is leaving the same time, but on a different airline. He is waiting there for me along with a friend of mine from Port Harcourt. He's bringing a specialty for us to eat that I haven't had since I've been here this trip.
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