I see myself as a total jetsetter. I’ve been in and out of airplanes literally since birth. I’ve never spent an entire year in one country and I hope I never do.
Over the years, I’ve developed a roster of habits and rituals that keep me comfortable and happy during transit, and nearly all of them were shaken on the way to Nigeria. I’m currently working on my personal guide to fabulous flying, but for now, let me give you a crash course of international travel, A.Y. Daring style. I’m here in Lagos, Nigeria until January 4th, and I’ll be blogging right through my vacation. I’ve gotten this question a lot, but before you ask, Nigeria can be found on a map. Ugh! Is that rude? Ok, maybe a little. I shouldn’t assume that everyone knows where every country in the world is. Here is a map proper:
I was born there, in an area called Victoria Island in the city of Lagos (like Manhattan is to NYC) and then moved to the US when I was five. (Canada didn’t happen till I was 11 or 12.)