Work takes me to odd places, and Nigeria was up there with the best. Airports utter chaos, roads in a complete mess, organisation minimal, except when it comes to filling in forms, this is a national sport.
When working with the oil companies you need an escort all the time, so AK47s were there to be seen everywhere. You bascially shuttle from work to accomodation....and repeat.
African food is not something I think is that great, and the canteen proved that time and time again, the green cake on the right proved this. Drier than Ghandi's flipflop!
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