"Anything for the New Year?"
Driving in Lagos brings on mixed emotions. Sometimes gratefulness when I can enjoy AC on a hot day. Sometimes anger, when the yellow buses continue to cut you off intentionally. Sometimes fear, when you get a flat tire on an unknown road. Sometimes confusion, when you sit in standstill traffic for over three hours when your conscience didn't allow you to follow all the other vehicles that were going the wrong way on a one way to avoid the standstill. Sometimes laughter, when you get stopped three times by Police/Road Safety on your way to your in-laws house. On New Year's day, Dami and I were driving to his parents' house, which is about 24 miles from where we live. However, it can sometimes take more than three hours to get there because the road is not good. As we took a small detour to buy bread to make shawarmas along the way, we got stopped by the police. Dami was the one driving, but the police proceeded to come and talk to me. After greeting, they now a