Memoirs of a Yikpata Camper Blue skies, Birds chirping and enough Woof! Woof! Woof! did the trick… No better morning wakeup call than our annoying neighbor’s dogs … Angrily rolling over the bed and curling my hands to my head, it was right then I realized I slept without my hair net on… eishhh! My new locks were everywhere * I don’t care face on* Debola! It’s almost 7:00am’ Bunny called from the bathroom… ‘I am already up! I shouted. This wasn’t just any Tuesday morning, neither was it just any day… It’s the day the Lord as made. The day Mystique will be going off to the NYSC orientation camp, the day I will eventually get to sleep with strangers in a big hostel (#somuchforprivacy) and set my foot on Kwara state’s soil. As curious as I thought I was that’s the only close-north western state my adventurous spirit has never dragged me into. I can’t believe I have never visited Ilorin or the popular Offa… let alone this Yikpata suburb the camp is supposed to be situa...