How I Entered My Lagos Life

Posted 2026-01-26 17:14:11 · 66 Views

When I first came from Kogi to Lagos, my uncle told me,

“Once you reach Ojota, just look for a bus going to Ikorodu Garage.”

Simple, right?

I thought so too.

I got to Ojota and started listening carefully to the bus conductors.

One was shouting “Berger! Berger!”

Another was yelling “Ketu! Mile 12!”

But the one I was waiting for Ikorodu Garage, never came.

Instead, all I kept hearing was one strange shout:

“Agric kóódù! Agric kóódù!”

I stood there for almost 40 minutes, confused and frustrated, scanning faces and listening harder.

“No,” I kept telling myself, “this one is not Ikorodu Garage.”

Finally, I walked up to one man and asked,

“Abeg sir, where is bus for Ikorodu Garage?”

The man looked at me, smiled, and said,

“You hear ‘Agric kóódù’? That one na your bus.”

That was the day I learned my first real Lagos lesson:

In Lagos, don’t expect your destination to sound like it does in your address book.

Here, pronunciation has its own rules—and if you don’t ask questions, you’ll wait forever.

And just like that, I entered my Lagos life. Give me tittle for this story

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