Shake It Nigerian Style!

I SEE COLORS EVERYWHERE!

Do you like art, paintings, scarves, batiks, textiles, dancing or just want to learn more about art in Africa? If your answer is yes and if you get a chance to visit Lagos, then I would highly recommend a visit to the Nike Art Gallery. The Nike Centre for Art and Culture as it is famously known, is a fabulous building here in Lagos located in Lekki Peninsula on Elegushi Road. It consists of five floors of vibrant collection of art from various Nigerian artists. It is owned and managed by Mrs Nike Davies-Okundaye, a famous Nigerian artist. Read more about this place by clicking here. If you want to read more about Mrs Nike Davies-Okundaye, please click here.


Mrs Nike Davies-Okundaye, our fantastic host with her husband, giving a welcome speech.

We were greeted with traditional Nigerian music and dance



This Nike gallery in Lagos has been opened to the public since September 2009. I went there today with several ExxonMobil ladies not knowing what to expect since this is my first visit to the gallery. My N6,200 (US$40 or S$49) payable to Nike Gallery is so worth it! I came home after the visit enriched with more knowledge of Nigerian culture. Doesn't matter if I am not able to go to yoga anymore since the instructor is out of town for a while. I get to shake my bum-bum as they say and swing my flabby chicken arms getting them to work today!



My group trying to "master" the moves ala chicken style

 

Tye dye station outside the building. This lady is helping me dye my scarf :)

I walked out of the Nike Art Gallery with my bum looking like a sick Nigerian donkey's ass and arms much more flabbier than ever, thank you! Just what I need! At least I am enjoying my new, urine-smelling scarf (no, I am not kidding!). It suits and will blend well in Lagos. Abadunde Batandu Batandu...Abadunde Batandu Batandu. Don't ask me what it means or if I say it right. That tune is stuck in my head all day long. Most important of all, it was a really fun day with lots of dancing and laughter. I am really beginning to like Lagos even more (did I just say that?!?!).

Join A Club..Or Two..Or Three

LADIES' CLUBS IN NAIJA?

If you are like me that cannot sit still at home and like to keep yourself busy while the kids are in school etc, then life is good here in Lagos. There are PLENTY of ladies' groups here that you can join or get associated with. I mean PLENTY...many, countless. American Women's Club Lagos or AWC as they are known is one of them. It was founded by the wife of the first American Ambassador to Nigeria in 1961. Want to know more about them? Click here. Of course, there are also British Women's Group, Nigerwives, French Women's Group, International Women's Society (IWS), South African Women's Club and many more. See, I'm not kidding right? Just pick one. Eenie minnie miny moe! By joining a club, it is also a good way to find out about "treasures" in Africa and also about experiences living in other parts of the world. You get to hear that some of the expats here stay as long as 20years in Nigeria! For us, we are still in the "baby" stage. We are just starting our first year here and come July it will be our first anniversary in Lagos!



Marla Kunfermann. She has been here for 20 years!


Yesterday morning, AWC had a hospitality morning coffee which is held every third Tuesday of the month. It was hosted by my wonderful bubbly friend. She is one of those funny, bubbly, energetic lady who is also a good writer.




Nice little spread of food

Sometimes, there are vendors selling their wares

Usually, when we meet, we will have a nice quick coffee catch up, talk, gossip and then we will all sit down and get down to business. I usually will try to go to their morning coffees/meetings as I would like to get myself involved in their charities. Yes, they do a lot of charity work here in Lagos. If you read more about them, you will know which charities they are actively involved in. It is always a nice way to get together, have fun and make new friends at the same time. So, if you are bored or need someone to sit down with you to have a cup of latte, pick up that phone, woman! Just say where and when. I'll be there.

REAL Birthdays Parties Are For The Rich

RAP FIRST THEN GO-KART!

Yesterday, our oldest son was invited to not one but two birthday parties that happened right after one another. Both birthday boys are 3rd graders just like our son and three of them are in the same reading group in school. One apparently is a local Nigerian kid and the other is an expat from three nationalities, a mixture of Carribean, American and Nigerian (?) I was told. Some Nigerians here are very rich with LOADS of money. I mean they are really filthy rich. In the invite says drop off at school at 11am and pick up from 1.30pm onwards.

Somehow, when we went to the GET Arena to pick up him up, nobody was there. I mean the two birthday boys were missing, the guests which included our son were missing and even the parents of those two birthday boys were missing! I'm like what's going on. After two phone calls to one of the moms and 45 minutes later, they appeared. Apparently, they went to the mainland for one of the boy's party first. Of course, my husband was not thrilled when he found out about it. Nobody goes to the mainland without any security escorts. Now, peeps, before you start accusing me of being a bad mother letting her child go there, let me explain. First, I didn't know that they were going to do that. Going to the dangerously wild mainland that is. One has to cross the bridge to go there. That's where the airport is at. Secondly, the kids had security escorts but still!! If I had known, I wouldn't let him go.

Now, back to the phrase, "Some Nigerians are filthy rich". I also found out that the birthday party was held at a very famous rapper's studio. Nigerian's very own MI.

He is a famous Nigerian hip hop artist. To find out more about him, click here. I was like, "Woah, that must have cost his dad big Nairas!". Then again, we are in Nigeria and they are rich Nigerians. When our son finally got to the GET Arena, all I can hear from him was, "That was awesome!". Of course, it was. You paid big bucks, you get big awesomeness! Oh by the way, GET Arena is a go-karting place here in Lagos. Not a lot of places for kids to go for entertainment so this place is quite popular. This is the other boy's birthday party. They had a DJ, book a fancy party room, big birthday cake and big goody bags. We "showed" our faces, said hi, happy birthday and bye. Off to a sleepover we go. Our son's social lifestyle is much more busier than mine!!



Goody bags for the kids



Saw a boy wearing this among the crowd at the arcade :)



Few of the kids with the DJ

Nigeria's Expat Leftovers

ALL YOU CAN BUY.

No, it's not really the phrase, "All you can eat buffet". I am talking about going to an expat sales in Lagos. What I mean is that whenever someone is leaving Lagos, Nigeria, for good, they are bound to hold a pantry sale to let go of their stuff. Especially the expats community here. One will sell anything that they couldn't bring back to the next country that they are going to or things that they no longer want or need. Of course, I can sometime find the things that I am used to buy in the States or Singapore here in Lagos but looking at the prices, shit, I'd rather not at times. Thus, I am ALWAYS looking forward to an expat pantry sale whenever I see or hear one!! Believe me, when there's an expat sales, I'm there! So, a few days ago, I was on the computer surfing the net trying to finish planning our summer vacation when I saw, "..........EXPAT MOVING SALE"! I grab my bag and zoom off, praying that I would be the first one there and nobody else. Well, at some point, one cannot be greedy because this is what happened when you are greedy....


Dog Bites!!!!

I was bitten by a dog at the sale!!! Oh f***! Don't tell my husband. He doesn't know about this or he'll kill me! Of course, I was the only one and perhaps the first one there. Only the driver was present with the dog. The owner wasn't there and Comfort (yes, that's her name!), the stewardess, was nowhere to be found either. She was supposed to be in charge of the sale. Anyway, I rushed home to take care of the bloody bite marks. Don't worry, friends and family, three days of antibiotics, I will be OK!  My rabies shots are all up to date thanks to Nigeria! All vaccinations are up to date before coming here.


Dog bites or no dog bites, it's all worth it! One of my expat sales haul here in Lagos :)

Only challenge is where to put all these?!?! Our pantry here is not like the houses in America, Singapore etc but wait a minute! I cannot say pantry because we do not have one here!



NO!!! Our pantry room doesn't look like any of the above!! Jealous.com

Our so-called pantry is office-laundry room-storage area. Below is what our pantry-laundry room-office-storage area looks like. You are welcome!

We do not get a lot of storage space in the apartment and there is no way we will store all these food/items in the allocated storage room outside as things get stolen. You can forget it! So we try to "stuff" in every corner of the apartment when we find space. My husband's company allow us to do an annual shipment worth of 1000pounds of goodies. Come July, we will have a headache! Where the hell am I going to put the rest of the goodies when it comes??? We'll cross the bridge when we come to it i guess.

Oh Honey, Honey

I AM WITHOUT A HUSBAND!

Just this week..just this week that I am without a husband. Yup, he went out of town for business. Just for 5 days thank goodness. He will be back tomorrow. I am lucky that he does not have to be out of town all the time for a long period of time. No, not that I am happy the he is NOT at home. Okay, maybe I am kind of happy that he is not at home! I get to hog the tv! I have the house to myself! Well, mostly at night especially after our kids went to bed. In the daytime, I can forget about my "freedom" since I have my nanny at home with me! EVERYDAY! So today, I told her not to come because I don't feel like her being around me today. I know I am a nice Madam:) I always feel that my hands are "handcuffed" and my movements around the house restricted! Uggh! I do appreciate that she's around usually as she cleans the house and deal with the maintenance people.


I feel like her whenever my nanny is around

Last night, I grab the opportunity and went out to dinner with a few of my friends from our building. We went to Bottles. It's a Tex-Mex restaurant. Food is not bad. I'm not going to rave about it but DO NOT, i say it again, DO NOT, order their chicken wings. Oh my God! It was like rubber! Me and my husband ordered it one time and we did not do it again!



Moira, the owner. She's South African.

I was supposed to meet some other ladies but NOBODY turned up! That was something else. Anyway, I was glad that I was there with my other friends otherwise I would be sitting in that restaurant all by myself on a table meant for 15 ladies!!!! I swear that I do not want to organise anything for them again :)  

Live bands on Wednesday nights @Bottles

Time for me to fill up my cup of Joe and turn up the music. Adele time, baby! Adele time...gotta get my groove on and get jiggy with it! Till then...Adios!

I Heart You, Hurricane (Or Not!)

BLOW ME AWAY, BABY

AM I STILL IN TEXAS???

That was the question I was asking myself when it stormed this morning. I am not kidding you..the wind were blowing like as if it was travelling at least 150mph. It was pouring down hard. Our boys were getting ready to go to school when the power went off which of course was NOT a surprise! Immediately after that, that's when it happened. One of my neighbour on the 6th floor had one of their bedroom windows cracked. A few houses in front of our apartment building had minor damages to their property. Roof top blown away, small trees uprooted and electric poles fell on roof. In other parts of the city, telephone lines "conquered" the roads and cars were seen driving on opposite side of road to avoid the "catastrophe". Ok, maybe, I'm just exaggerating. Look at the pictures that I took and judge for yourself.



Holes on the rooftop



The end of the road for my favourite windchime

Part of the KFC's rooftop "disappear"

It has been a gloomy day here at the Centre of Excellence (Lagos!). Apparently, the raining season is here early! Main rainy season is usually from March to July, with a second minor rainy season in September and October. I don't mind it at all actually because it makes the weather cooler. I will always have an excuse to dress like this.....



Gloomy day in Lagos

I thought last week was crazy. This morning was also crazy! It is ALWAYS crazy here in Lagos. Oh, did I tell you that our car was stopped by the "police" here twice so far. One time, this so-called policeman was trying to get a bribe from me. Wow, shocking isn't it?!?! Then, last week, I had to call our company's security because this stupid "policewoman" was trying to delay my precious spa appointment. When I mean spa, I mean by Nigerian standard kind of spa.


Spa/Mani & Pedi places here doesn't look like this...



Or like this either....



Nice? Don't be jealous :)

I was also called an Oyinbo for the first time since I got here! If you read my previous post, I explained what an Oyinbo was. Anyway, after a phone call to my security people and 10mins later, she finally released us. We have all the papers for the car and our driver, Samuel, has his driver's license. All she wanted to do was just to antagonize this Oyinbo!! You can imagine steam coming out of my ears and I was ready to charge! All's well though, all's well.

Sweaty Armpits

TIME TO BARGAIN!!

Lagos is not for the faint-hearted. Nigeria itself is not for the faint-hearted. If you are the type that's not comfortable to come out of your comfort zone, then this place is not for you! What's more going to the ever popular Lekki Market. Yes, today I am going to talk a little bit about one of the famous market here, ladies and gentlemen.

If you want to have a taste of the real Lagos, then you might want to start here, at Lekki Market first. It is not a far ride from where I live at but nowadays it is a pain to get over there eversince the toll started.

Entrace to the toll stations

Lekki Market is always frequented by foreigners and the traders/sellers there love it. When they see us, they see lots of nairas! To them, we are Oyinbo (white person, foreigner, expat etc). If you don't mind all the hassling and loud voices of these sellers, then your trip here will be fully rewarded with fabulous selection of Nigerian beadwork, traditional fabrics, African art & crafts, wood carvings and lots more. Even fresh vegetables and fruits are available but apparently, best to come on Fridays for these. It is advisable not to go to the market during the weekends as the sellers will really mark up their prices and will not budge! The more sloppy looking you are the better. So yesterday, I went here with a few other ladies. I was trying not to dress glamorously but hey! No, I don't look like this going to the market. I wish! *Sigh*

 Ok, so we are set to shop. Time to put our bargaining skills and caps on! Usually, the traders will roughly offer us a third of the asking price. We, the buyer, will try to reduce theprice. This will continue till he or she shakes their head. The trick then is to walk away. Then, if you are called back, try your luck to lower the price again. Somehow, the last-mentioned price is what will be accepted. I know, this sounds like a hassle but believe me, this is the way to do it!

It was a hot, HOT day

Paintings alley





Hello little one :) Cute Nigerian boy

For first time visitors to the market, it is always best to go with a friend who can show you around or just hire one of the local boys to navigate the market and at the same carry your goodies. At the end of your visit, just give them a dash (tip) of N100-N200 (60cents-$1.25).

This is the area where you get your daily supplies of fresh fruits, vegetables and some dry goods. Didn't I tell you they have almost everything here in the market?



Yes, even two Chinese grocery shops here can be found. I get my tofu supplies here :)

Armpits sweaty, make-up all melted, goodies in our hands, we came out of the market tired but smiling! It was a good, hot day at the market!! Dang it was hot! Till next time...