As a Canadian volunteer, Karen Shaw spent one year in West Africa's oil capital - Nigeria. Friends and family dubbed her as brave and strong, but in the misty rainforest in southeastern Nigeria, it's the female farmers of Obudu that prove to be the real heroes.
The Basics Country: Nigeria Where is it?: Nigeria is in western Africa, bordering the Gulf of Guinea, between Benin and Cameroon. Why do people go here?: The most populous nation in Africa, Nigeria is an extremely chaotic country loaded with a diverse cross sections of cultures, people and religions. Most travelers avoid Nigeria at all […]
Second: Kaduna to Kano 140 miles in 5 hours for 120 Naira Kaduna is not such a pleasant city now, due to the usual fervid growth, but it does have a letter for me at Poste Restante so the system does work after all. At the railway station there is not much happening. Some fellows […]
Tuesday Dawn finds us at Ibadan, where the family unloads many sacks of yams, so farewell to the kids. Mum’s estimate on Saturday of a Tuesday arrival at Lagos is looking to be accurate, and better than any of my mathematical calculations, based as they were on too simple a model. At 7:30 we leave […]
Sunday With stops too, so as expected, we do not reach Kaduna around midnight, but after sunrise. The country seems greener; since Bauchi there has been much less dust. At the station, the vendors in the platform shelter seem much as before but there are few people about to sustain them. I have breakfast on […]
Saturday I have some new flyspray, cheap at N100 a can, and acrid, but mosquitoes visit just the same. Then at 3:45am, a train arrives from ahead! The track must be clear at last. Even so, we stay put until six a.m., so as the red glow of dawn just begins, we move off slowly, […]
Friday Another night in Bauchi. More whimperings and screamings, definitely from the carriage ahead of me, and none from the one behind so in the morning I enquire at the 2nd class carriage ahead. Some fellows say that yes, it is a dog, but I don’t sight the wretched beast, so I can’t report on […]
Thursday Some mosquitoes made a nuisance of themselves, accompanied by more wails and screams from what sounded like a miserable puppy suffering the torments of the lost, but in the light of the morning I see that it is a goat, in the goods wagon behind my carriage. I glower balefully as it superciliously chomps […]