From Russia to Nigeria with Love

When I first came to Abuja in May 2009, I had a very strange feeling. It was my first trip to Nigeria and to Africa in general, and everything around me was very different from what I was used to in my own country: the clothes people wore, the language they spoke, the landscapes, the food, the peculiarities of architecture and style. But surprisingly, it was not all that different. It felt like the plane, like some magic time  jet, crossed not only the vast distance between Moscow and Abuja, but also a couple of decades of time, and I […]