We arrived in Lagos at 6:30 starved and worn out with no place to sleep. We got out of the bus station and went on a mission to find food. A swordfish dinner called our name! After we ate we went to look for a hostel; it was two hours, two police officers, too many strangers, and more windy streets than we can count. We arrived exhausted, only to dicover that the owner of the hostel had been taken to the hospital. Fortunitely a neighbour lady took us in, for 20 euros a night we got one bed, a balcony and a spectacular view. Not bad! We went to bed, dirty, thirsty and worn out. In the morning, after a quick shower we were off to discover this beautiful, surreal, hidden wonderland of a town. We
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