Sex in the City

Many of you might be wondering what life is like on the island. This weekend, our stuff arrived, so we unpacked a lot of boxes. We had a handy man who was hanging all of our curtain rods and other various things, but he was not so smart, so we fired him. Poor guy. But that's what happens when you do a bad job. We thought we would be self sufficient and hang things ourselves. It took Yomi at least one hour to hang 4 pictures, and about 100 bent nails and a lot of ugly holes in the wall. The walls are all concrete, so we realized that we actually do need help with basic stuff that we would do ourselves in New York. Especially when even the pros are trying to mount our TV and chunks of concrete are coming off the wall where they try to screw things in.

We also had some really good food. There's this Lebanese restaurant that has really tasty hummus and really tasty falafel. And there's a brunch place where the family came to meet us to celebrate Yomi's BDay on Sunday. Oh, and we found a temporary cook which is helpful because I've lost about 15 pounds from not eating because I haven't really learned to eat Nigerian food yet. Its all too spicy. Or mysterious. Anyway, this temporary cook is apparently Kojo Annan's (Kofi's son), but since Kojo is always travelling, he is available for us for a tiny little bit. Yum yum.
Speaking of Yomi's birthday, we also went out on Friday night to celebrate with friends. Fun fun. The club is just like the ones in Philly/New York - small, cozy - but everyone loves to dance. Seriously, it's wonderful. Everyone loves dancing.

Finally, I went to see Sex in the City on Sunday. There are only 2 known movie theatres to me in Lagos, and they are both on the island. So Clari (thanks Clari) came and picked me up - her friend had made special arrangements to have drinks and small chops (appetizers) in this little roped off section. And this woman brought a photographer who was taking snapshots of all of us. So we go into the theatre, and apparently, the theatre decided to delay the movie by 1 hour to accomodate late arriving guests. Also, the last 3 rows were supposed to be roped off and reserved, but many people ignored the reservation and sat there anyway. Because the back 3 rows are the most desired. The management comes in and announces on a mic that everyone has to move out of the back 3 rows, that they should leave the theatre, that they are sorry for the inconvenience and would give us free tickets-- there was a near riot. Hecklers were shouting at the theatre staff telling them no way they were moving, this was not the way to run a business, the "special" people should not reserve seats in a public theatre, that they should go home, that it must be the white people in the front of the theatre causing a fuss. There was much drama. Turns out, those reserved seats were for us! Anyway, no one moved, everyone found seats even if they were less desirable (in the middle of the theatre), and the movie started 1 hour late.