The salon experience

I had worn my hair out for a few weeks and decided to get a protective hair style in for a bit. There's this curly, natural looking extension I usually wear which I install myself. So, I'm sat at home getting my hair done when a friend comes by. He sees me doing my hair myself and at first cannot believe it. He then moves from disbelief to wonder - he wonders why I take all that trouble; would it not be easier and maybe faster to get it done in a salon? He goes a step further to say that I am being stingy and don't care about the survival of the people who do it for a living! (buahahahaha!!) I found that sooooo funny.... but it got me thinking. I am indeed very particular about how my hair is handled (even more so since I've begun to keep it in it's natural state) but I thought maybe

Lagos Taxi

I just remembered an incidence which happened a couple of weeks ago. Hmmm... I had to go out as a matter of urgency and I didn't have my car so I hitched a ride with a friend and planned to take a taxi back home. I would usually call a cab I had used before - someone I know and am sure of. On this Sunday evening however, I didn't see the need as it was to be a very quick trip and only one way. So when I was done, I came out to the road and hailed a cab. The car looked really old and rickety but I didn't fancy standing on the road (a busy one at that) so I quickly climbed in.

As I sat in the cab I felt like the seat was damp but I wasn't quite sure as it had been drizzling all day so I kept my thoughts to myself. Thankfully, the ride home was rather uneventful. On getting to my street though, literally a minute from my gate, there was a small pool of water which we also successfully crossed and I was delivered safely to my gate. However, as soon as I got out of the car, it became obvious that the seat had indeed been damp and had in fact wet my clothes; so as I handed the fare to the driver, I mentioned to him that his seat was damp. Can you guess what his response was? Lol.....okay okay here is what he said "ah! you no thank God say the car no die for that water" Huh??? Like seriously??? These guys are something else! SMH (shaking my head) Lol

Lagos - Friday 15th April 2011

I wake up on Friday morning feeling vibrant and rearing to go. I need to see my mum today as she's in town in transit; on her way for a well deserved holiday.

Quick shower (no make up), phone calls and emails done, checked a few things off my TO DO list, and its looking good! I get into the car, turn on the A/C (which I had just spent N25,000 on 2 days before) its cooling well enough as the temperature outside is around 40 degrees centigrade

 So far so good, I set off. I pick my brother up on my way to my mum's. We drive for about 10 mins into a 1hour journey and bam! it all begins. Traffic begins to slow and eventually stops! As if thats not bad enough, in the near 40 degree heatwave, I notice that the car suddenly feels hotter ( no way! this CANNOT be happening) my brother is fast asleep in the passenger seat, blissfully oblivious of what's going on. I'm hoping against hope that its just the heat and that it would get better as soon as the traffic eases but alas that was not to be. So I continue to crawl at snail's speed