The Site Inspection Bus Was Full of Drama — But I Still Bought. Big Mistake.

It was a sunny Saturday morning in Lagos — you know those days when the sun is so bright it feels like it’s trying to punish you for your past sins?

I had been invited for a “free site inspection” by a real estate company that had been blowing up my WhatsApp with phrases like:

“Buy 2 plots, get a bag of rice!”
“First 10 investors will get a live chicken and deed of assignment together!”

I won’t lie. The way they were marketing it, it sounded like I could become a landlord, farmer, and landlord again — all in one trip.

🚍 The Inspection Bus Wahala

I got to the pick-up point at Ojota by 9 AM. By 11:13 AM, we were still waiting for “just one more person.”

People were complaining:

• “Abeg, driver, on AC na.”
• “This sun don dey enter my blood.”
• “Why is the staff eating gala and not giving us?”

Finally, we moved. Somewhere after Alausa, the bus broke down.
Yes.
The bus broke down.

One of the company reps tried to turn it into motivation:

“This is a sign. Every great journey has obstacles!”

Someone at the back shouted,

“Make the obstacle no catch fire, o. I no wan roast here!”

They found a mechanic who looked like he fixed generators, not buses — but God in heaven helped us. We moved again.

🛤️ Getting There… Kinda

We reached the site at 2 PM.
Hungry.
Sweaty.
Irritated.

As we alighted, a man who had clearly been to more of these inspections whispered,

“Omo, they’ve been showing this same land to different people for 3 months.”

But my eyes were already seeing mansion. I had mentally built duplex.
I ignored him.

The land was bushy. They said, “It’s because we just acquired it last week.”

They placed a “Sold” sign on a random part of the bush and said,

“That plot was sold just this morning!”

I nodded like I believed. I didn’t.
But somehow… I still bought.

💳 The Buying Fever

I don’t know if it was heatstroke or peer pressure, but I filled the form, paid the first deposit, and took the “free rice” like someone that just voted during elections.

They snapped us with a placard:

“Another Landowner!”
(I didn’t even know where the land was. But I smiled.)

😒 After the Vibes

That was 10 months ago.

No allocation.
No beacon.
No phone call.
Even the bag of rice was weeviled.

I called one of the reps. She said:

“Ah! Sorry sir. The estate is on hold. We are resolving family issues.”

I asked what issues. She said:

“It’s under traditional review.”

Till today, I don’t know if that means ritual or legal.

See>>>

• The Site Inspection Bus Was Full of Drama — But I Still Bought. Big Mistake.
• They Offered a Ridiculous Promo, and I Bought Without Visiting the Land
• I Paid for Land During Promo… and the Land Didn’t Exist

🧠 Lesson from This Madness

Don’t let vibes and packaging push you to buy land.

Real estate isn’t “impulse buy.” It’s not suya.
Inspect with sense. Ask for documents. Check allocation history. Don’t let rice distract you.

Drama on a bus is not prophecy. If your site inspection starts like Nollywood, be careful — the ending might be part 2.