2 years in Nigeria

2 years in madness. 2 years of giving up comfort and money only to end up as a much richer person. 2 years of freedom and human warmth. 2 years of discovering, laughing, sensing, crying, of growing. 2 years of frustration, of fun. 2 years of adventure.
2 years in a country misunderstood and especially undervalued by almost the entire world. And as someone told me this weekend: “I’m happy nobody knows how fantastic this place is, how warm its people. It makes me feel very privileged.”
Today I’m celebrating 2 years in Naija.