The landscape change as we make our way to Snake Island. As we leave Lagos behind, we see palm trees at the water side instead of roads, and small villages in the place of high rise buildings. The contrast makes me feel I have left one planet and entered another. What strikes me first, is the vast amount of ship wrecks. I wonder what happened? Pirates?
I have prepared myself for quite few things when I come to Nigeria, Lagos, in 2009. I have read about the country, I have brought Malarone, and I am half prepared to be given a hard time upon my arrival; I am prepared for people wanting money of me, for offering to “help” me with my suitcase, and the whole lot.