Local Content 2- Selling Us To The World.

I grew up in Nigeria, in a bustling suburb of Lagos in the 1990’s and 2000’s. It was a beautiful childhood and I spent a solid portion of it reading and watching movies- my younger brother loved them. I did not visit the US or Canada at any time, yet I was could identify many landmarks in those countries and tell you where they were located, I could list their important leaders, statesmen and heroes and I could describe pizza even down to its taste without having seen it before.

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SMWLagos and My Afro Experience

The Social Media Week Lagos officially kicked off at the Landmark Centre Victoria Island Lagos and it was lit!

Versatile Blogger Award

*Dancing shoki as I stroll into the building*
I can’t dance in real life, I can’t move my body rhythmically. If you wanna laugh really hard… ask me to dance or draw.

Anyway I’m dancing in my mind and as usual, I’m fabulous. I got nominated for the Versatile blogger award by Tessa this is the first time I’ve been nominated here and it’s exciting.

The Vulture Is A Patient Bird

The first time I saw a vulture, I was ten years old. We were in Jebba and it was a peaceful morning, We’d been travelling all night, our bus had broken down several times since we left Lagos at 9pm. We should have gotten to Bida at 5am but we watched the sunrise at Jebba as we waited for the vulcanizers to open.

H’s big day

I’ve known Henrietta since our days as freshers in Uniben, we were classmates and roommates in the school hostel (Hall one/Idia Hall). Over the years, our friendship has grown and evolved into something truly beautiful. Like me, she seems quiet but when you get to know her… She’ll talk rings around you.

Road trip to Abuja

   I travelled again?… Yes oh, I guess it’s my tourism month. Another friend is getting hitched and she’s not the kind of friend you’d tell “I wish I could come but the distance is too much”. So I prepared my things and made plans for the trip.

  “Lagos to Abuja by road?” I heard that question plenty times, with incredulous looks like I’d sprouted an extra head or two. I always wanted to reply “Please buy the tickets for me” but I’m trying to be more effective at curbing my tongue. I love road trips though, for me they are an opportunity to see the beauty God bestowed on this country besides I’m a road trip veteran, been travelling since I was three months old. Anyway I’m a corper still so I’m penny pinching. 

Chronicles of Enugu

   I wrote a blog post with this title on my phone, I spent two hours writing and uploading it and I got media error message. The result was that my post was wiped out, the truly annoying part was that the title and tags were intact.

My friend Chinwe (remember her?) was getting married traditionally in her hometown of Ozalla in Enugu state and I had to attend the joyous event. I travelled on holy Saturday and was there until Tuesday which was the day the wedding held. A couple of us followed her to Agulu (her husband’s hometown) and on Wednesday, I found my way to Benin and eventually made my way down to Lagos.