Haha, be careful man! Don’t want to see you in cuffs in Luanda.
I used to visit my father in Nigeria when I was a teenager. He lived in Ibadan for 11 years, working as an agronomist for an international agricultural institute. When I was around 17 years old I brought some hashish in my pocket to have something to smoke there. When me and my little brother arrived at Lagos airport there were big posters hanging everywhere saying: “Drugs: one way ticket to jail, for life!”
You can imagine I was a little nervous in that moment…