Every trip out of Lagos begins with an infuriating experience at Murtala Mohammed airport. From having to duck from punches being thrown at airport officials by visa rejects to these same airport officials rummaging through ones underwear/bikini bag, it’s simply not fun. After both ordeals, still, I was optimistic. After all, my sister and I were headed to what The Telegraph had described as the ‘The Island of Magic’ for 4 days. However, this trip is a sturdy reminder that nothing good comes easy friends.