Grace didn’t grow up traveling.
In fact, the last time she boarded a plane, her daughter was still crawling.
Now Ada was almost in university — and Grace was still working overtime just to keep up with life in Lagos.
Travel, she told herself, was for “other people.”
“When the bills stop.When Ada’s school fees are sorted.When things slow down.”
But things never really slowed down.
Until one night in March — she caught herself scrolling through photos of Zanzibar, tears quietly building.
Ada walked in and said:
“Mummy, if you could go anywhere, where would it be?”
Grace smiled.
“Somewhere with quiet waves and soft beds.”
She laughed it off.
But Ada didn’t.
She found our number online.
She told us her mum hadn’t taken a proper break in 11 years.
And that Grace's birthday was coming.
We found a package.
Not loud. Not flashy.
Just peaceful.
4 nights in Stone Town. Ocean view. Visa assistance. Payment spread over 3 months.
Ada handled the first installment.
Grace nearly cried when she saw the confirmation email.
“Wait… this is real?”
On her birthday, she boarded that plane.
And when she landed, she sent us a voice note:
“I haven’t breathed like this in years.Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”
At Justintime Travels Nigeria, we don’t just book trips.
We help families make memories that feel like healing.
We believe travel is for you — not just for influencers or people with yachts.
✨ Maybe this is your year to take a break.
Because sometimes, a flight isn’t just a destination — it’s a new beginning.
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