Chilling on the beach of Barceloneta, Catalunya, a beautiful sunny day with the temperature just right. A hawker walked past me, touting his product not too differently from the one I’m familiar with on the traffic lights of Port Harcourt, Nigeria. Of course, he wasn’t the only one. As a matter of fact, there were tons of them aggressively marketing their products and services to … Continue reading Mojito: A lesson from Barcelona.
The usual pre-Valentine’s day buzz had kicked-in in Port-Harcourt. I already knew it got to these people so I tried to downplay it in order not to feel it; not believing in it. Monday morning, 13th February 2012, I was still constructing a perfect antidote to successfully go through Tuesday without the depressive externalities from Valentine’s day celebrants, when my Dad shot me with the … Continue reading Valentine’s day medley.