Food, Inside Lagos, Travel With Me, Travelogue / 18.06.2019

I vaguely remember the day Fela Anikulapo-Kuti died as I was only 4 years old at the time. The radio stations had his music on repeat and by evening, they were playing his songs on the Television shows. Something terrible had happened, I knew this but what I didn't know what the specific thing was. I had an aunt who loved to play his songs and force us to dance to them and she told me that Fela was sick and that he refused to go to a...