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AS A TRAINED COMPUTER SCIENTIST, I LOVE PLAYING WITH TECH...



However, the thing I love the most about what I do is that no matter what is going on in my life - no matter how busy I get, I get to have a conversation with an intelligent, high performing individual at least once a week.

These weekly conversations with my friends (and some strangers) add so much colour to my imagination.

Even more exciting, I get to let thousands of people in on the conversation.
Thank you for tuning in as we aim to bring you even more value. 

The picture below shows the location where the very first episode was live streamed in March 2015.

There was no Facebook group, just BBM contacts.

Don’t let the pretty desk fool you. This was a ‘self contain’.

The ‘bricks’ on the wall were just wallpaper I bought at Ikeja mall.

My bed was just to my right.

Good times.












By John Obidi

SmartbCamp founder.

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