I’m in love with a big city.
It’s such a big and enchanting city (our definition of enchanting might not necessarily be the same.)
It is a city that has a life of its own and feels likes it has many faces. It reminds me a lot of Lagos, Abuja, Dakar and some other cities I’ve been all rolled into one.
Lagos, because of the bustle and the pulse of the city you can almost feel. Also the many ‘flyovers’ scattered across the city.(though it’s a lot neater than Lagos)
Abuja, because of the high rise buildings dotting the skyline.
Dakar, because of the wide streets and high ways, and of course the smartly dressed people, going along, chatting in French or simply minding their own business.
Abidjan reminds me of home, yet it’s different in its own unique way. The city makes me feels as if there’s still a lot to see, still a lot to do.
We went to other places, not that we didn’t. San Pedro, border town in Ivory Coast from Liberia, quaint beautiful little town but it couldn’t quite compare to Abidjan. I’m tempted to stay on but I know I must leave; for now.
I’ll definitely be coming back, how soon I don’t know but soon enough to come and continue my love affair with this beautiful and enchanting big city