Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
This is a short video of our aborted Lekki Beach Market tour this morning. Observe two things: how close the Mercedes Benz came to our car at the roundabout and the Chicken Republic outlet.
Traffic rules in Nigeria – non-existent most of the time. It’s first come first serve basis and the larger car gets the upper hand. Everyone pushes their way through traffic. Since traffic is heavy most of the time, vehicles move slowly, too close for my comfort but everyone gets to their destination one way or another.
The short rainy season is over now. From mid-October to March is the long, dry season. This is what we usually see on TV – dry season, water becomes a valuable but scarce resource.
It was Sunday and we decided to take a peek at the famous Lekki Beach Market. In Malaysia, Sunday would be a very busy day at the market. But to our surprise, Lekki Beach Market was deserted. Apparently business only runs from 6 am to 4 pm, Monday to Saturday.
We work in Victoria Island, we live in Ikoyi and we shop at Lekki.
Victoria Island (VI) is an over priced island. That’s where all the expats work and live. The poorer ones live outside Victoria Island, in Ikoyi and surrounding areas. Prices in Lekki are 1/5 of that in VI.
Here is how deserted the market was. What you couldn't see was the large, crater sized pot holes on the road.
This is a very common way of carrying junior around.
This is the largest shopping mall here, I think, called the Palms and the largest tenant is Shoprite and Game. Game has more varieties but slightly more expensive than Shoprite.
We wanted to shop at Park n’ Shop but some reason it was closed today, so we ended up at a new place just close to my office called Goodies. It’s a Lebanese super market. This is where expats and well to-do Nigerians buy their groceries and fresh meat from. There was also a nice, cozy bakery inside.
Then when some dark clouds started appearing, we dashed off to Spice Bar to get some good Indian food. But like everything else in Nigeria, service is slow and somehow they screwed up our order. Typical.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
I was sprawled on the living-room couch watching my favorite show on the Food Network when my husband walked in.
"Why do you watch those food shows?" he asked. "You don't even cook."
Glaring back at him, I asked, "Then why do you watch football?"
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
It was Sunday. A day of sleeping and resting, so even the hotel staff were surprised when we ordered breakfast at 6.30 am. We would be picked up at 10 after 7 to attend the 7.30 am mass. Plan for the day was a short tour of Lagos and then off to Bombay Palace to test out their famous Sunday buffet.
First off, some of the interestingly dressed people after church.
Someone parked the bus in the wrong floor.
The Lagos race course.
Welcome to the Lagos General Hospital. It occupies quite a large compound and where it end stands the Shell building. Shell is not on Victoria Island, but on the mainland where rentals are much cheaper.
A nice mosque in the middle of Lagos town.
The mosque is locate in the heart of the market. Reminds me of the Masjid Jamek mosque in the heart of KL. Pictures below are of the street vendors along the streets close to where the mosque is. This is the only time, early Sunday morning, when car can pass through. From Monday to Saturday, this place is filled to the brim with people.
This is a famous monument in Lagos but I don't know its name or what it means (yet).
We passed the port, saw some rusted, old ships, pipe laying barges and even a luxury yacht hotel.
The Lagos Cultural Arts Center.
Typical shop lots in Lagos town. Reminds me of the older part of Penang and KL.
Football on a cool Sunday morning. Did you know that Lagos and Liverpool are on the same time zone? Yup, we’re both on GMT+0100, so we get to watch the matches at 4 pm in the afternoon while KL watches it at 11 pm!
Pictures below are of the trucks at the port. Most of the trucks are second hand MACK trucks from the US. Most vehicles in Lagos are second hand vehicles imported from the US or Europe.
Crude oil storage tanks at the port.
The international airport.
Air force jumbo planes parked at Lagos International airport.
How’s this for electrical wiring?
Chinatown – red fortress wall. Couldn't get a decent picture.
This is why engineers build redundancy into systems!
(Hint: Missing tire)
More pictures of another Lagos market, with a name that rhymes with Shoe. Apparently it was one of the biggest markets in Lagos until it was forced to undergo some major renovation recently.
DSTV – the Malaysian equivalent of Astro. And just like Astro, there’s no reception when it rains. But unlike Astro, there’s close to 100 channels for you to choose from. And you can watch all the football games live on different
A family dressed in traditional clothes after a Sunday morning mass.
While another family on four hops onto a motorcycle and heads home.
Lagos National Stadium, and its entrance
The army camp at the outskirts (I think) of Lagos. Lagos is so huge. With a population of close to 15 million people, it dwarfs Kuala Lumpur for sure.
Caught this guy with a small sewing machine on this head. I don't know if he’s selling it or he’s a tailor for hire.
Satellite dishes. A very common sight in Lagos. The Internet is highly dependent on such massive devices or else you end up with hopeless Internet access like what I have at the Somerset Hotel at Osborne.
We ended up the day with lunch at the famous Bombay Palace. Apparently they have a good buffet from 12 – 5 pm every Sunday. Everyone talks about it. So we decided to try it.
With just around 10 dishes for N2200 per person or RM52.8 (drinks not included), it just isn't as good as the buffet back home. But comparatively to the high prices of food in Lagos, this is a steal. No wonder people come here every Sunday.
Lastly, meet Favour (left) and Kelvin, the two wonderful young gentlemen who man the bar at the hotel we’re staying and refuse to provide free alcohol to us!
I have more pictures but they don't tell a story. I don't know if all the above pictures painted a proper picture of Lagos – its difficult to compose a picture in a moving car.
Next week we plan to buy some cloth from one of the markets. Maybe then I should be able to get some good pictures.