August 23, 2010
On the drive to the coincidentally named “Calabar kitchen” for lunch, Lagos and its 17 million inhabitants careen by; tumultuous traffic, the line of rusty buses and the exhausted masses waiting for them, the beggars sliding on flat wooden trolleys, the touts on the road, the tattered hawkers thrusting trays at people who either can [...]
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November 16, 2009
As much as I try, I can’t stop the tears from welling up. I’m overwhelmed with emotion as I take the final look back at Calabar vanishing into the distance below. I’m on my flight from Calabar to Lagos typing this blog in an effort to distract myself. The poor man beside me doesn’t quite [...]
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