May 1 was a holiday here in Nigeria and we were invited to the Lagos West Stake Beach Party. We drove for what seemed like forever to Suntan Beach--and soon felt right at home--our kind of place!
Just a little warning as we headed in......
Off I go!
The beach--when we first got there it was pretty quiet....and pretty....as long as you don't look too close to the water and the sand and the dirt and the garbage. Let's just say I wasn't going near the water!
Nice facilities though with thatched roof cabanas..........and horses and all!
Our friend Richard picking out some jewellery from the friendly, ever present beach vendors. Mark bought me a lovely necklace.
Young adults everywhere are the same!
Playing in the surf....a real novelty for most of our friends. It is rare to know how to swim and most are quite afraid of the water. One thing to notice---no skimpy bathing suits. Actually--no bathing suits at all. We find the Nigerians to be a very modest people.
One of Mark's little friends, Neal, getting a boost up on the local beach ride...not sure if he likes it or not. He is a doll--and was born just one day before our grandson, J.R.
Another shot with our adopted grandson
Lots of primary kids enjoying themselves--dancing to the music!
The girls tug of war--they beat the boys 2 out of 3!
The boys hard at work!
PULL!!!!
Some of the RS dancing to the beat! They love to dance and are not shy about it!
A whole group having fun! We had a wonderful day basking in the sun--even got our first sunburn of our mission--and enjoyed just being with our many friends!
Hmm, Now why is this called "Suntan Beach"? I mean, who notices when a Nigerian has a suntan? Say hi to the Johansen's for us. We served with them in the Port Harcourt Mission.
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