The plane touched down just after noon, and the heat hit differently the moment he stepped out, heavier than he expected, but not uncomfortable. He adjusted his cap, pulled his small carry-on behind him, and glanced around with the kind of excitement that made everything feel like content waiting to happen. Nigeria had been on his list for a while, but this trip had one extra reason tied to it, something he had been joking about with his followers for weeks.
By the time he got into the car that was taking him into the city, his phone was already up.
"Finally here," he said into the camera, turning it slightly so the road stretched behind him. "Lagos. I told you guys I was coming. Not gonna lie, part of the reason I rushed this trip…" he paused, smiling to himself, "was because of Dayo. Imagine I just bump into him somewhere."
He laughed, shaking his head like he didn't believe it himself.
"That would be crazy."
