I went there for two weeks this summer and it was SO sad. I went to visit a friend's aunt one day and ventured into that horrid neighborhood referred to as Eastleigh. I saw hungry mud spattered children everywhere. the ground itself seemed hungry too, trying to swallow you up in it's all its thick mud. my shoes were completely ruined. I burst into tears when I saw her "house".
my poor poor compatriots, and all I could do was shed a tear and give her gifts from her niece. any who, I just wanted to get that off my chest. thanks