I promised I’d be back and I intend to keep my promise. I just want to point out that I had typhoid and so was out of it for a bit. But, I am here to stay! The past couple of weeks, I have been trying to figure out what I love and hate about this city of Lagos; we definitely are in a love-hate relationship. And I decided to outline 3 things on each side! So maybe you will consider moving here? P.S. I am becoming rather obsessed with sneakers and these Nike air maxes are a favorite of mine (so much that I don’t want to wear them often, would rather stare at them) P.P.S I will be sharing my past one year in Lagos in another upcoming post!
Dislike ( I won’t say hate for my mother’s benefit and the fact that she would probably call immediately to scold me for using such a strong word)
- The electricity situation: Honestly, I shouldn’t even complain because I live in a service apartment (guaranteed generator at certain times). But somehow, the lack of electricity just affects life too much. Once, the generator broke down in our apartment for 2 weeks and I almost died because the electricity situation was terrible and it meant no running water or anything. I backpacked for 2 weeks. Nigeria is not pretty to backpack in.
- Expenses: Lord have mercy, Lagos is expensive. From toll gate fees to fuel to a nice dinner, you’re paying through your nose to live comfortably. If there is one thing I have learnt in Lagos, it’s to live with the bare minimum and even then, money disappears from my account without my understanding, lol!
- Sexism: It is overwhelming. I have gone from situations where I have been shushed and told I look cuter when I am quiet, to being insulted as a small female driver who shouldn’t be driving a big car like an SUV. It is no surprise to me that in Nigeria, there are still certain sexist expectations of women. But sometimes, you just feel like carrying around a bag of slaps and dishing them out.
Love (Let’s end with good news, no?)
- Food: Let’s face it. Jollof rice. Fried rice. Suya. Shawarma. Asun. Pepper soup. Isi ewu. Fried yam. Plantain. Snails. Nigeria must hold some record for delicious food. This is probably why I can’t just lose the damn weight but sometimes, it feels worth it. My one piece of advice though, cut down the rice and swallow (eba, pounded yam etc.). We eat so much rice for no reason; it’s not nutritional, nothing.
- Music: Nigerian music is hands down the bomb. Whether you’re in traffic, your room exercising or the club, once that Wizkid beat drops, you become part of this cool population of kids with bomb ass music. It’s the weirdest but best feeling.
- Innovation: I might dislike my country men and women for many things but I have to admire their entrepreneurial spirit. Every Nigerian has this gene to be innovative, and to survive in the best way possible. I mean, everybody has a side hustle outside of their jobs to make life more comfortable. Nigerians play hard but we definitely work hard to make up for it. Watching Nigerian born brands, services, products pop up everyday is pretty gratifying as a Nigerian.
All in all, Lagos is not for everybody and anybody. It takes a special person to survive and thrive in this city, and I am still trying to figure out if I’ve got what it takes. I mean, I have survived a year…
Welcome back to Ramblings and Snaps lovelies!