Exploring Lagos

The alarm went off at 9am but again I had a lie in. I ate my cake and yoghurt and headed out. First I followed the city wall around from left to right, and had a look at the auditorium. It was new unfortunately, where I’d been expecting something Roman. I bought some bracelets, explored a few new streets, and headed back to the Church of Santo Antonio, and the museum attached, but they were shut for siesta.

I checked out some port, then headed back to dump my camera and grab my towel. I had another chicken salad for lunch, but at a different place, with excellent service. I headed to the beach. I had just cooked one side when I became aware of a guy sitting quite close to me. I went to turn, and he spoke. Seems he was from Madrid, and 25. After establishing I was Australian and sing, he shuffled up close and started to touch my hand and kiss my arm. I jumped up, saying no, and he left. The hide! I cooked the other side, had some swims, and headed back for a shower. I was quite burnt. I rested. I had a vodka, lime and soda in a tavern run by two poms that had a VB sign out the front, then had grilled salmon in a restaurant called La Dolce Vita. Bed at 11pm.