I escaped from Lagos yesterday, after spending three days of pure torment on her roads.
I’ve come to the conclusion that, in order to continue to cling to this madness, a resident must carry about a bag of patience and hope (hope that the traffic situation will somehow, magically, improve in the nearest future).
Thank God I abandoned Lagos more than a dozen years ago – after spending almost 18 years of unending misery on her roads.
With what I saw in the past three days, I no longer resent the super rich who have chosen to deploy choppers and yatchs to survive Lagos while the rest of the boisterous crowd sweats it out in the sweltering standstill! The Lagos that I left yesterday has become even more of a bloody waste of fuel, time, and productivity.
But Lagosians won’t have it any other way. I should know; I lived there.

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  • Ogbuagu Bob Anikwe, a veteran journalist and message development specialist, is now a community journalism advocate and publisher of Enugu Metro. Contact him on any of the channels below.

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