Lagos Hustle

Since my car went bad sometime in December, I have been relegated to either taking a cab, or flying bike (popularly called OKADA). Now though it is rather stressful to commute, the experience has been humbling and I have a new found respect for those who do not have cars. I get to meet all sorts of cab drivers and make new friends (yes, I do collect their numbers, in case am within the vicinity of their parks), learn new stories, learn new routes (cab drivers always have an alternate route to beat traffic). All in all, it's an experience.

Now, out of the various I have met this past month, one always seems to top my priority list. His name? BABA MASHA. (Dramatic soundtrack plays for 5secs). Baba Masha is the cutest most aggressive cab driver u would ever come across. He has a babyface, but fears no one. He hustles bus drivers and even lorries, and has little or no regard for police officers The only thing he fears more... is red lights and traffic. (And that's why he's my first choice!)

But, today was kinda a down day for my ever faithful BABA MASHA... he was back of the pack today and for some reason, he smelled funny. So after spending 2hrs in traffic with the smell, my nose went into overdrive and I started smelling things wrongly. (leans in and sniffs laptop...) I smell cheese. *covers_face*

So, that's my Lagos hustle.

Pic of the day: Falomo Roundabout. By: Mofe Duncan.