Ah shit, I have to start explaining again in retrospect. Okay, a few months ago I wrote a post about my National Youth Service stuff. I'm too lazy, I can't go back in search of the post. Just go through my blog, you will get it. So basically, I go out of the Seminary once a week for clearance. This clearance is a sort of compulsory activity for all Corp members (like me), so as to ascertain that we are still alive and serving where we were posted, and also for us to get paid. You know, government stuff. It had being a month since I went out and my hair was full. I needed a shave, and also needed to but some other things. Oh yeah I did go out to get my stud the other day. 😅

Motorcycles are a popular mode of transport in the country. I'm not a big fan, but I still board them occasionally. The only up side to boarding a motorcycle for me is the sight-seeing opportunity. And Ogun state (the state in Nigeria I'm currently serving, try to keep up) is a beautiful place, so any time I go out, which I seldom do, I try to relish every single moment. And try not to get killed. Lol.

This happens to be one of my favorite stops. It's a full-blown market. Xd. Street sellers. By-standers, eateries, pizza-hut, bakeries, etc. Place has got everything. I don't want to have to go back to my old post again, but remember one time I talked about "country kitchen"? Of course you don't remember.

This was a Monday trip. We where already going back to our "cave", (I went with colleagues) when I raised my phone above the cab to take this photo. As a Nigerian, you should be afraid when you do that, be very afraid.