BIENVENUÉ ABIDJAN

I hadn’t planned to travel to Abidjan. The plan was- take a one week trip to Ghana with a friend. The friend I was supposed to go with backed out at the last minute and I was faced with two choices-go on alone to Ghana and hope to have fun or accept another friend’s invite to Abidjan and be assured that I would definitely have loads of fun. Of course I went for the latter option, if na you nko?

So on Wednesday, 29th October, off I went to Abidjan, Cote d’ivoire.

The flight was okay except for some mild travel sickness. Unfortunately I am one of those people who suffer from that condition-Nausea and discomfort while traveling especially long distance(road) and air travel(even if it’s a 5 mins flight).

The plane had to do a stopover at Ghana so the flight took longer than usual, finally we arrived Abidjan in one piece. At the Immigrations inspection point, there was this hard faced immigrations officer checking passports. He would glance at the passports and either wave you on or ask you to step to the side. I was last in line cos I had taken my time to get down from the plane after everyone else since I was still feeling woozy and nauseous after the flight. When he got to my turn, hard faced immigration guy took one glance at the passport and waved me to the side where a group of about seven guys were already waiting. I was surprised, Imagine! Fine babe no pimples like me na im this man dey ask to wait behind ke? Oya make we dey see wetin go happen. The worst part be say if it comes to speaking french once e don pass Je m’appelle Princesa and Je suis Nigeriané, make dem just forget me o!

Fortunately, at the same moment when the immigration guy asked us to follow him, this guy surfaces from nowhere and walks up to me, “Princesa?” I nodded. He introduced himself to me in English. He worked in the airport and my friend had asked him to assist me through the customs processes cos he knew how difficult the guys could get at times. I was relieved to say the least and I asked him where we were been taken to cos by now we were been led away by the immigrations officers. He informed me that we were going to be searched and the guys were Anti-Drug officers. I asked him if I looked like a drug pusher. The guy chuckled and reassured me that it was just protocol and we would be out of there in no time.

The hard faced rummaged through my bag as if he kept something in there. In my mind, I was thinking “You go soon see the thing wey go make you blind, dey search well well” Maybe he could read my mind cos it didn’t take too long before he zipped my bag close and handed it back to me.

Outside the arrival lounge, my friend K was waiting. On our drive home, I noticed the city was clean, the roads were okay, definitely not as bad as ours here in Naija. The traffic was light and soon we were in Riviera where my friend lived.

When we got home, there was a full house waiting to receive the visitor from Nigeria. His sister-in-law had prepared a sumptuous dish of Jellof rice, Coleslaw and beef which I dug into after my shower.
I was exhausted from my trip so I hit the bed straightaway after eating.

DAY 2.
I woke up quite early. This may have been due to the fact that I had gone to bed early the previous day or maybe it was cos I was used to waking up early to go to work. Then again, it could have been because of the one-hour time difference(Nigeria is one hour ahead of Abidjan). Whatever the reason was, I was up and everyone else was still sleeping so I went to wake up my host but I got “Girl, go back to sleep okay…it’s still too early”

So although I was impatient to discover the city of Abidjan, I had to patiently wait for the others to get up so I sat in bed watching the latest on my adopted brother Barack Obama and the US elections on CNN.

Soon everyone was up and we had breakfast and I got to ready to start my tour of the city. Thankfully my host is self-employed so he didn’t have to report to the office. We are accompanied by his sister-in-law, Chy who only recently moved to Abidjan from Nigeria and hasn’t been around very much.

At the point, let me inform you guys that unlike Lagos, Abidjan is not a very large City. It comprises of these main areas- COCODY, DEUX PLATEAUX, MARCORY, PLATEAU, RIVIERA, TREICHVILLE, ZONE 3, ZONE 4/BIETRY, ADJAME, PORT BOUET.

Our first stop was SOCOCE (pronounced SA-KO-ZAY). SOCOCE is a shopping mall located in Deux Plateaux (pronounced Day-Platoo) The shopping malls are called Galleria/Gallery by the locals. I learn from my friends that Abidjan peeps love the Galleries a lot and most of their shopping are done in the malls.

So we snoop around the malls. My sparse knowledge of French comes into play here as the number one french phrase I remember from my secondary school days is “Combien?”(meaning How much?) When the shop owners rattle off in French, I quickly go “Je ne comprend pas…Tu parle anglais?” (meaning I don’t understand…do you speak English) Almost always, I get a shake of the head and the reply “Non, Un peu…un peu” (“No, small…small”). At this point I let K or Chy his sis-in-law take over the conversation. Am surprised at how fast Chy has been able to pick up the language in the short while she has been in Abidjan. She almost rattles off as well as the Ivoriens.

We buy a few things at the sports shop, have lunch at a restaurant in the mall then head over to CAP SUD, another gallery located in Zone 4(Quatre).

We basically do the same things here, snoop around the malls, buy some stuff, and take photographs.

Then we drive around the city for a while before heading back home so as to beat the evening traffic.

DAY 3
This morning, it rained but I wasn’t deterred. No rain was going to stop me from traipsing round the city. Soon though, the rain faded to a light drizzle and once again we took off, this time me, my host, K and a friend of his.
We drove round the city, had lunch at a fast food place-Castle Fried Chicken in Zone 4/BIETRY.

Then we went to PRIMA, another Gallerie in Zone 4. Snooped round the shops, bought some stuff. Things are really expensive in Abidjan, anytime I asked for the amount of something and was told the cost in CFA(their local currency), I did the conversion to Naira in my head and I came to the conclusion that their stuffs were more expensive than in Nigeria. The exchange rate is N1 to 4CFA. The average cost of a good quality top in Abidjan is about 30,000CFA which is around N7,500.

After PRIMA, we headed to SORIRE D’ANGE, a lingerie shop located in Plateaux. The owner of the shop is a friend of K’s and he had talked so much about her that I decided to check out her stuff. I didn’t find anything I liked there or rather the costs were just simply outrageous. Even when K offered to pay I just wouldn’t allow him waste his money like that. I couldn’t imagine paying 50,000CFA for a Brassiere, when no be gold them take make the bra!lol!

We got back on the road, cruising around. I bought some Bole(roasted plantain) on the road. Did I mention that this is a very popular in Abidjan? I saw many Bole Sellers all over the place and I learnt from my friends that Ivoriens love Plantains and they eat a lot of it from fried plantains to plantain chips to roasted plantain to boiled plantains to pounded plantain, just name it!
And plantains are so so cheap over there! If I lived in Abidjan, I would eat plantain every day, oh yes I am a plantain lover!

The last place we visited was the Phone Village. It is similar to our own computer village in Lagos except that it is much smaller. Do I need to tell you that the prices were also crazy! Almost twice the cost of what the phones were going for in Naija. I couldn’t understand why they were that expensive.

Food stuffs and locally manufactured stuff in Abidjan are relatively cheap compared to Naija but imported goods like clothing, accessories, phones, computers are really expensive. K explained that the Taxes paid on the imported goods are very high which is why they are that expensive.

DAY 4
Today, I went out with K and Chy. We parked our car somewhere in Plateaux and decided to walk. It was fun.

We saw some really nice artworks displayed on the road. Haggled with the sellers, not like we really wanted to buy but we just wanted to know how much they were going for.
We took some photographs around the city then headed to BLOCKHAUSS. This was the area where the real indigenes of Abidjan lived, you know like the Isale Eko peeps of Lagos Island.
We went to this popular local joint where they serve seafoods(crabs, snails, Fish). At first I was apprehensive cos of the setting but I really enjoyed the meal. The snail was amazing.

The roasted fish and Acheké too was something else. Acheke(couscous) is to the Ivorian what Garri is the the Nigerian. I learnt that everywhere they go, their Acheké goes with them,lol!

We went to talk to the women preparing the meal and they were very warm and friendly, I even helped turn the Acheké on Fire. The women found it very funny.

From there we headed to Hotel Ivoire in Cocody. The biggest hotel in Cote d’Ivoire. I

It is a Five Star hotel although it has lost some of its shine due to poor maintenance. We looked round the hotel, had some drinks, took some photos and headed back home.

Day 5

Today we packed up our stuff and headed for the beach-GRAND BASSAM beach. We spent practically the whole day on the beach having fun, playing, eating and just generally lazing under the sun.

Later at night we went clubbing. Visited different clubs and finally settled at a strip club, yea, you heard right, A STRIP CLUB and No! I don’t have an addiction for strip clubs yet,lol! Just that after my first strip club experience in Naija, I was curious to see how things were ran there in Abidjan.
There weren’t many people at the strip club which was surprising to me cos the last one I visited in Nigeria was very rowdy and jam-packed. K informed me that Abidjan people were tired of the strip clubs and it wasn’t a big deal to them anymore which was why the place was almost empty.
The owner of the club was a friend to K and he offered to ask one of the girls to give me a complimentary lap dance on the house. I didn’t see no harm in it so I accepted. Next thing I knew about five almost nude girls swamped me, one of them pushing her arse in my face, the other dragged my hand to her boobs. The one dancing suddenly reached for my top to pull it down, na then I know say wahala don land. No be person tell me to take cover. Chy laughed at me “Shey na u want lap dance, oya why you dey run now?”

I replied “Nne I wanted lap dance, I didn’t ask to be raped!”
At about 4am, we headed for home.

Day 6

Chy and I decided it was going to be a day for the girls and where else do the girls head to if not to the market to do some serious shopping. We headed to the Grandé Marche(Big market) in Adjame. The market reminded me of Oshodi market in Lagos.

I went with 100,000CFA which is about N25,000 and I planned to purchase some of the local fabric(Woodin) and I was pleasantly surprised to find that It was a lot cheaper than in Nigeria so I purchased quite a lot to give to family and friends when I get back to Nigeria. I also bought some lovely ivory beads and some local slippers.

We also planned to make soup for the house so we went to the food stuffs section. Again it was refreshing to find how cheap the foodstuffs were. We even bought 3 huge bunches of plantains for 600CFA(about N150). That would be impossible in Nigeria!

I also showed some of my razzness according to Chy. I didn’t think they were crazy. I was just having fun the best way I knew how even if it meant being called a razz babe,lol!
I drank Coconut juice by the roadside, bought some local roadside sharwarma,lol! It was actually roasted meat on sticks(somewhat like suya) and hard rock-like bread. I saw people queing up for it and I thought to myself, “This thing wey dem dey rush like this go sweet o”, lol! I ended up not liking it so much.

We also bought some fruits. There was this guy making fresh pineapple juice. You pick out a pineapple and he peels it and squeeze out the juice for you. I couldn’t wait for all that long process so I bought a bottle of already squeezed juice for 700CFA. I really enjoyed it when I drank it at home(Nooo, I didn’t drink it in the market, my razzness get level na,lol!)

After hours of shopping we headed home. We couldn’t do anymore touring that day cos we had to cook soup for the house.

Oh! I forgot to mention we took taxis for the first time. Abidjan taxis! Those people dey use better motor dey do taxi for there o and they charged us 1500CFA (About N350) which is quite cheap if you consider that they buy a litre of petrol for up to 800CFA (about N200).

Day 7
Today, we had a full tour team. K, K’s pal, T(K’s nephew), Chy and I.

We headed for the University De Cocody, Abidjan. The university was okay, nothing fantastic. We walked around, took some shots and left for PRIMA cos K had to fix his laptop there.
As usual, Chy and I went browsing the shops looking for deals but found none. We stopped for some ice-cream at some point too.

As soon as K was through, we left for home but stopped on the way for some Abidjan Suya. They don’t prepare their Suya like we do in Naija. The meat is boiled in a huge metal pot from which customers make their choice(liver, beef, Shaki, e.t.c). the meat is chopped into bits and served with pepper, tomatoes and onions. It tasted good though.

Day 8
I call this the Chinese day.
Left the house at about noon to a Chinese restaurant in Zone 4(Did I mention Zone 4 is the happening place in Abidjan?).

Enjoyed the meal-Rice and Fish in sauce.
After the meal we headed to a massage parlour, also in Zone 4 where I got the best massage I’ve ever gotten in my life from a Chinese Masseuse.

It was a very relaxing experience and all I wanted to do afterwards was just sleep but my friend K had other plans.
He wanted to buy me a gift at the Gallery. A new phone. He had yabbed my faithful Nokia 3110c which I love very much and felt a big girl like me needed a classy phone(his own words o!)
So I went along. Free thing dey sweet now,lol!
I chose a Nokia N95 but the price was crazy. Almost 50% more than the cost in Nokia Store, Nigeria so I opted to take the money in cash and purchase the phone when I get back in Naija. They graciously agreed.

We did a lil’more shop snooping and picture snapping before we finally left for home.

On our way out of the Galleria, I saw this awesome sight in the sky.

I just had to take a shot. Don't know what it was though.

Day 9
This was my last day in Abidjan. My flight back to Nigeria was scheduled for 7.45pm Abidjan time so I still had plenty time to look around. K decided to take me to the Zoo. Okay rather, I bullied him into taking me,lol!

The Zoo was fun. I saw animals I had only read of in books. Elephants, Lions, camels, Crocodiles, Panthers, Hyenas, Gorillas e.t.c.

From the Zoo, we went to Cocody market. I wanted to do some last minute shopping and K had assured me I would get lots of nice African print shirts, dresses and accessories to give out as gifts when I get back to Nigeria.

I wasn’t disappointed. I spent all the money I had on me in that market. Would have even bought more stuff if I had more money. Shopamaniac like me,lol!

Had to go back home to take a nap before heading to the airport.

At about 6pm, we left for the airport. I had mixed feelings; I was sad cos I had to leave but was also happy that I made the trip to Abidjan.

It was one wonderful experience I would never forget!

FINALLY SBR HAS COME & GONE!

*big sigh of relief*
Okay so the SBR has come and gone.
It was a good one. I had fun and I believe everyone who attended also did.
Organizing the SBR was no small thing o! In fact at some point I almost gave up on the SBR. I was ready to type an apologetic post informing everyone that the SBR was not going to hold anymore but then I stopped myself at the last moment. I said to myself, Princesa you can do this. Even if no body offers to help, you can still push it through. And I did, thank God!

The SBR wasn’t my idea. It was Chari who brought up it up and asked that I help with the organizing. I graciously accepted thinking that I was only going to be helping him out not knowing that bobo had other plans. He practically dumped the responsibility on my shoulders and went AWOL! Me and my high sense of responsibility (I need to start learning how to be irresponsible o), I now had to juggle organizing SBR with my already cramped busy work life. It wasn’t easy but it was worth it at the end. Seeing all those lovely people happy and having fun made it worth the stress. We don’t get to unwind everyday and when the opportunity comes to do so, it’s best to try to enjoy one’s self thoroughly. Like I always say, life is too short for starchy ways abeg!

I want to thank everyone that contributed to the success of this event. Those that contributed in cash, those that gave their moral support, those that attended even those that promised to be there but didn’t show up, una sef try well well.

For those asking to see pics. I'll post the link as soon as i finish uploading the pics.

That is if others don't have any qualms. No tagging tho!

The D-Day is tomorrow!

The D-Day is tomorrow o...

The Summer Bloggers Reunion beach party.

All is set and all that's left is for you guys to show up.

Blogger, Blog reader, Anonymous, whichever class you fall into, you are invited!

Don't be told. If you are in lagos tomorrow, come have fun with others at Alpha beach.

Me, I have kukuma bought a new pair of dancing flipflops so whether una come or not, Princesa is gonna rock that party live!

Time: 2pm-6pm

Venue: ALPHA Beach

NO GATE FEES!

MINI-UPDATE

Hello people!
It’s another new week again and once again, It’s back to the bump ‘n grind. Here’s wishing everone a happy and fulfilled new week. May all your dreams and wishes for this week come to pass in Jesus’s name, can I get a big AMEN somebody???

Last weekend was good.
I attended the wedding of two dear bloggers. Anibodude and Nikkisab. It was a very lovely wedding and the couple looked really splendid. The rocking nko? That one was something else o! Those two can really boogie sha...
Sorry I cant put up the pics I took at the wedding at least not without the permission of the couple and as far as I know, right now they are on their honeymoon so you’ve got to wait till they return :)

The SBR is still scheduled to hold on Saturday, September 13th at Alpha beach, Lagos. Some bloggers have paid and those that are yet to make payment, Please try to make ur contributions before the end of Tuesday September 9th to enable us make the necessary payments.

On the other hand, we understand say ‘condition fit no dey level’ for some people and they may not be able to pay their own contributions so we want to let you all know that everyone is invited to the beach even if you paid or not. Only that those who do not pay will not have the T-shirts.

Please come along with friends and relatives. The more the merrier.
Don’t forget to come with your refreshments o!

Those wey dey fear, no fear jare...nothing dey happen!

See u at the beach on Saturday!

PS: Stuck, Smaragd, Poetically tinted, wetin dey happen na???

SUMMER BLOGGERS REUNION

I know it may seem as though the SBR is not going to hold as scheduled anymore but that is not true. The SBR is still scheduled to hold as planned on the 13th of September,2008 at Alpha beach, Lekki.
The change in dates were due to the fact that we wanted to accommodate a lot of bloggers who complained that the previous dates were not convenient for them however there will be no further change of dates. We are sticking to September 13th.

About 20 bloggers have indicated their interest to attend. We however still want more bloggers to be part of the event. You know what they say, the more the merrier! So if you are going to be in Lagos on that date, do well to come have fun with your counterparts. We consider ourselves one big family here in blogville and activities such as these are meant to help us bond with one another.

Even if you are an anonymous blogger, be rest assured your identity will be protected. Ask those who were at the Naija Bloggers Party last January.

Bloggers can come with their friends and relatives but each person is expected to take care of the refreshment needs of their selves and their guests; in other words, come along with your food and drinks!

Due to the fact that this period is the rainy season, we do not want a situation where party people will get drenched by the rain or something so we are thinking of hiring a large tent on the beach so we have a cover over our heads just in case the heavens decide to bless us with rain.

The hiring of this tent has some financial implications. It is going to cost about N10, 000 to hire the tent for the day.

Then there is the Deejay. We can not overlook the importance of music in any party, can we? Therefore, we need to arrange for a capable Deejay who will give us good music we can dance to. We are estimating that hiring the Deejay will cost us another N15, 000.

There is still the branded T-shirts. This is optional for those who are interested but it will be good if we all can afford to get one since it will also serve as a memorabilia for those of us who attend the SBR.
The T-shirts will cost N1,500 each, very affordable abi?
Below are pics of what they will look like.
GUYS

BABES

So here is the deal.
We do not have a Big time Sponsor therefore every blogger who intends to attend is expected to contribute the sum of N3000. This is to cover the cost of your T-shirt and other expenses(The Tent & The Deejay). We need to get the monies latest by Tuesday September 2nd, 2008. This is to enable us pay for the production of the T-shirts.
Those interested should call 01-7768665 or 01-7611609 for details on how to make payment as well as supplying info on your T-shirt size(small, medium, large, X-large)

Please note that if we are not able to realise enough money to set the party in motion. The party will not be able to hold as planned and a refund for those who have paid will be arranged. Please guys, we can do this. Lets make it work!

Hope to see you at the beach!

Princesa.

SUMMER BLOGGER REUNION

Last January we had the Naija Bloggers Party. Nigerian Bloggers, home based and international(lol!) all gathered at a nice cool joint and got to know ourselves over drinks. It was a blast and for those who missed out on that, another opportunity is here to get to meet your favourite bloggers in person and have fun while doing it.

I don’t know how many international bloggers(lol) can make it but I know we have a lot of home based bloggers too so there is no excuse o. For the anonymouses, don’t worry ur identity will be protected, ask those who attended the NBP.

We have tentatively picked a date- August 2nd. It can be changed if it doesn’t fit into the schedule of the majority.

As for venue, we are considering two options. The bar or the beach. No be bar beach o,lol!



For the bar option, we are considering COCONUT GROOVE on Awolowo road, Ikoyi but we are open to other suggestions.

For the beach option, we haven’t settled for any beach in particular but ALPHA BEACH looks like the best bet anyway.

Personally I prefer the beach option. Afrobabe no fear, dat ur dream no go come true,lol! The beach promises to be more groovy and we can let our hair down, don our sexy summer wears and boogie as much as we want unlike the bar option where we’ll likely be sitting round tables and spending our little money on expensive drinks. However we also need to note that this is the rainy season in Naija and we all know that a day at the beach is no fun under the rains.



Whatever sha, let me not influence any one’s decisions abeg.

We’ll like to know what you feel about the SBR. You can also RSVP here if you’ll be interested in attending.

Will keep you’all posted.

Thank God it’s Friday!!!

Enjoy ur weekend dears.