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I’ve been in Sydney for a while now and I’ve never seen so many Africans in one place as I did at the event I attended this weekend. It was all very exciting to me.
The first few months, I wondered where the Africans were.  Did they refuse to come to Australia because it’s too damn far like everyone keeps complaining about?
I’d keep my eyes peeled for any sign of ebony in a bus or while walking on the street. Seeing one was a big deal. I learned to look them straight in the eye, smile and nod in silent greeting. As if to say “I see you fellow African.  Peace be unto you.

Some respond with an equally warm smile. We acknowledge each other’s presence and then continue on our various paths. Others, intrigued as I am, would stop for a chat.
Then there were those that just look straight and pretend not to notice. I’d roll my eyes and strut past them in my best Naomi Campbell walk.
Their day could have been blessed by my radiance but they didn’t smile back.
Their loss.
I’ve become friends with some of the ones that stopped for a chat and I’ve been invited to events where I meet more Africans.
The Africultures Festival was one of such events.
We converged to celebrate our vibrant culture. Everyone was invited. Even Australia’s Opposition Leader, Bill Shorten, couldn’t miss the opportunity to address the group of proud Africans.

I had a blast. It was great to find Ankara and all kinds of arts and crafts on display.







I met this talented and oh-so-stunning African goddess. She painted this beautiful portrait of Queen Nefertiti.
And these.
She’s on Facebook. Art by Margarita.
People came out despite the sweltering weather.

The gorgeous Ghanaian twins are a delight to watch on YouTube. They do all kinds of GhanaTag. I’m all for embracing our culture so I endorse 100 percent. Check out ToocheyTV and you’ll see their radiant, smiling faces.



The girls persuaded me to show up. I cannot believe I would have missed this. It took me over an hour to get to the venue but it was all worth it at the end.
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  • Reply Alexandria

    I can totally relate to the excitement you feel when you seen a fellow African overseas. Don't let those proud under bridge escapees that don't smile back dull your vibe.
    Girl, you should come back to blogging soon.

    June 14, 2017 at 7:00 pm
  • Reply Olatunde Agbona

    Dear Skinnyefikgal,
    We "the people" have been reading your blog in the shadows. And you have abandoned your loyal readership and gone on some sort of self imposed exile. Where does that leave us. As in, e dikwa alright?
    I hereby issue an ultimatum!
    We want another post in the next 3 days or else!!!
    Heading back to the shadows now.


    P.S:I love your photos

    February 7, 2017 at 10:22 pm
  • Reply Precious Nkeih

    Hi Rosemary,

    I can so relate to that feeling. The first time I saw a lot of Africans here, I was elated!
    Lol at roll your eyes and strut past them in your best Naomi Campbell walk.
    Beautiful blog!

    August 15, 2016 at 4:11 am
  • Reply Nedoux

    Hi Lady,

    How've you been?

    Ah, you haven't kept your own end of the deal, you were supposed to keep us enthralled with tales of the Big Aussie Adventure. Now you've gone MIA. 🙂

    Warm regards.

    June 9, 2016 at 11:43 pm
  • Reply Skinny Efik Gal


    So happy to see you here. I've seen a lot more Africans now and it's not as exciting anymore. Now, I just nod and move on.

    Thank you for stopping by.

    March 31, 2016 at 11:25 am
  • Reply

    Ah, I know about the "nod" too. There are a lot more Africans in The Netherlands. Sometimes it's just wise to nod and keep walking.

    Your joy is palpable, and I kinda know how you must have felt. Lovely photos too!

    March 24, 2016 at 9:48 pm
  • Reply Skinny Efik Gal

    Hi Nedoux,

    Lol @ table laden with African delicacies. You're right. It was so unlike me not to have pictures of all the food that was out there. The food stalls had queues several miles long! It was overwhelming and the heat was just out of this world.

    Thanks for stopping by : )

    March 22, 2016 at 5:48 am
  • Reply Nedoux

    Hi Rosemary,

    Lol @ “I see you fellow African. Peace be unto you." I do know what you mean.

    It's always heartwarming to see reminders of the place we call home, it feels like a small piece of our roots travelled with us. We connect and feel less homesick. 🙂

    These pictures were so lovely to look at, I was hoping to see a table laden with African delicacies. Hahaha!

    Warm regards.

    March 21, 2016 at 9:53 pm
  • Reply Skinny Efik Gal

    Hey Koyona. Lovely to see you here. We showcase our stuff back home too. We have all those monthly shopping events for local designers. I also know about the arts and crafts village in Abj. It may seem like we don't hype it enough but we actually have a lot.

    Here, it's special because it's not readily available and these events are once in a while. So we make a big deal of it!

    Thanks for reading!

    March 17, 2016 at 10:08 am
  • Reply koyona Duke

    lovely display. Its really funny that when you are in Africa, Nigeria to be precise you really rarely see such an explosion of things proudly made by us. Is it only when we are away from home that we display the most of what we are capable of?

    March 15, 2016 at 3:08 pm
  • Reply Ned

    😊 I can relate to this as I felt pretty much the same way those early days in Glasgow. Could count one one hand the number of africans I saw in a day until crime escapees from London and asylum seekers started flocking up north.
    Lovely write up and pictures as always

    March 14, 2016 at 8:57 pm
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