Wrong Injection

CHAPTER 11

We finally touched down in Ghana after hours of flying, we happily walked through the airport and I couldn't believe I was finally in Accra Ghana after so many years. "I'm here." I muttered to myself smiling not believing it. There were a lot of activities going on, a cultural dance happening right here that welcomed everybody into Ghana. It was overwhelming to see all these amazing dance, with the Ghana flag hanging almost every corner of the airport just to welcome everybody that touched down. It was so beautiful and welcoming.

"Max this is beautiful," I said to Max dying with so much joy as we both looked around in awe.

"This is incredibly stunning." He said loving what he was seeing.

"I wanna join them dance," I couldn't hold myself any longer as I ran to join them dance.

"Me too!" Max said and joined as we both happily danced.

"Akwaaba ooo..." They said to us which obviously Max and I didn't understand, but we were so happy to dance with them.

"Milani I love this!" Max said whiles happily trying the culture dance and I giggled.

"Me too! This is so much fun." I squealed and some of our colleagues joined as well, it was a moment to remember.

Less than an hour, the bus we sat in at the airport made its way through the gate of King's hotel and I couldn't believe how huge and stunning the hotel was in real life. I've heard of Sultan King West in newspapers, magazines, internet and on tele, I hear of this business tycoon almost everyday. He was a multi billionaire and I wondered why a young man like him owned a lot of luxurious hotels in almost all parts of the world.

"Yeah!" We squealed when the bus came to an halt, and I couldn't stop admiring the place.

"Okay everyone down." One of our officials instructed and we began to get off the bus. Once we were all down, we started taking pictures of the incredible place. It was obvious everybody's first time in one of King's hotels and we couldn't stop admiring and loving the place.

"Okay everyone can I have your attention please?!" Our Chancellor said and we all turned to his direction quietly, with our luggage in front of us. "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Accra Ghana."

"Yeah!!" We squealed clapping, we were all happy to be here.

"We all know why we're here don't we?" Our chancellor asked.

"We do!" We responded.

"Good, welcome to King's hotel. In this hotel, every single person is going to have a room to his or herself, no sharing of rooms. We want everybody to have their privacy and also to feel comfortable whiles we are away from our country and homes."

"Thank you sir!" We thanked him and I giggled at the fact that I wasn't going to share a room with someone I barely talked to. It was actually one of my fears coming to this trip, because I hardly hang out with females and it was going to be difficult to share a room with a female colleague. So it was a relief to know that I was going to have a room to myself.

"Anyways, Sultan King West would be joining us soon. Perhaps he is already here, we are yet to find out." Our colleagues began to mutter amongst themselves when they learned Sultan King West would be joining us soon. They literally blushed at the mentioned of his name, and was over the moon to know he would be here.

"Lani that rich dude would be here." Max whispered and winked, and I shrugged wondering why he said that to me. "Coming to Ghana was never a bad idea." He said and I smiled.

"He is here to make your stay in his hotel more safer guys, I hope y'all enjoy your stay in Ghana!" Our chancellor ended his speech and we clapped.

Coming to Ghana was never a bad idea, I was going to have the opportunity to see one of the world's famous and richest, Sultan King West, it was a pleasure. "Coming to Ghana was never a bad idea." I said to Max smiling and he nodded.