a few days in Lagos
So I finally made it to Lagos. Somewhere I’ve felt for many years that I should visit, but never found the courage to do so, as I’d bought into the view that it was a dangerous city. Then I read a report by a female traveller who’d spent a month there, who said it was nowhere near as scary as people assumed, so I decided to spend a few days there. & I wish I’d spent longer. I took advice not to follow my usual cheapest-available-accommodation approach, but booked myself into a nice little boutique hotel in a safe neighbourhood, and also booked their airport transfer. As I researched what to see, I realised that I should have given myself two more days, but anyway, I had a half day and three full days to do what I could. I started with the National Museum, which I enjoyed – some great masks and other traditional artifacts, one of the Benin bronzes (so they’re not all in the British Museum!) and a rather unexpected exhibition of photographs docum...