Arrival at the workshop, lots of potential, lots to do
‘I knew Nigeria would challenge me – but I didn't know how much it would affect me.’ It was humid when we arrived in Calabar. The air was full of noise – car horns, voices, life. Five young men stood in front of the empty workshop, curious but reserved. One of them asked quietly, ‘Does this machine belong to us now?’ At that moment, I realised: this journey would not only bring tools – it would bring hope. And it would write stories. The workshop was empty – but the air vibrated with possibilities. The panel saw, financed by Austrian donations, was still packed in wood and plastic. Together with dedicated trainers from Austria and helpers, we set to work. What followed was sweat, muscle power and a very special spirit that cannot be forgotten.