By Abdul Mutallib Muktar The nausea to vomit about our journey to Ilorin has been disturbing me since the very day we landed in Zaria. I reached the point where I could no longer withstand the nausea. And here I am vomiting all I had swallowed into my stomach during the journey. But in writing about something like this, the writer is always faced with difficulty as to the specific part of the experience to write. If some parts are to be unnarrated because of the fear not to bore the readers, then the writer would be tagged a partial writer as virtually every part of the journey is worth-writing about. For this reason, the tale should be better long but right than brief but sketchy. In fact, the length of the tale will be disregarded by those who begin to read about it with keen interest as the plot holds the reader stuck to the screen. It was early in the morning on Wednesday, 24th July, 2019, that our journey began from the Faculty of Law, ABU Zaria to the ancient city of Ilor...