Yesterday we started another #StorySeries titled One Night in Ikorodu, here is the link to Episode One, you can read Episode Two below;
Again, I need to state that Ikorodu has never been my favourite place to visit and it was after my first visit that I made the vow that I would never ever go to Ikorodu unless it was very necessary.
There is the thing I use to say “Ikorodu na that place way person no fit vex go before you reach Ikorodu that vex for don come down”. Oh, I forgot to tell you how bad the road was on my trip to Ikorodu “make una no worry I would do that on this second trip”.
Like I said, these detour stories are necessary so
that you can truly understand the main gist. I had fun on the second visit to Ikorodu, please take note I didn’t say
the journey was fun, there is nothing fun about going to Ikorodu but I enjoyed what I went to do and even at that, that
didn’t make the journey worth it.
On my second visit to Ikorodu, I went to the place
known as Ogijo, a friend of mine was doing his video
shoot for a song and as a good friend, I went to support and appear in the video
too. I didn’t go alone; I was with my music partner Odogwu.
Our trip to Ikorodu
was smooth this time, but you see that journey from Ikorodu to get to the place we went to do the video shoot, sweet baby
Jesus, it was more than the journey that took us to Ikorodu, we took the bus, we took the bike. The bike ride was the worst
because that was when we felt the bad road, it was like Roger Federer was using my balls to play tennis the way the bike
kept bumping into every pothole, it was just crazy.
We got to Ikorodu,
we shot the video, and we left to Ogijo back to Argic, “Oya make we enter bus back to our house, na so we discover say we don
run out of cash”. I swear the whole situation was so fucking annoying,
excuse my French, in my head I was like “person way dey do me, na Ikorodu him dey live
no doubt”.
Oh, I just remember the first place the bike took us
that we found out that we didn’t have cash again wasn’t Argic, I can’t even
remember the name of the place. I remember it wasn’t Argic because after I and
Odogwu made a few calls, someone sent cash to us then to redraw the cash was
trouble, there was no single ATM around. The bike man said he would have to take
us to the nearest ATM which was in Argic and not even the main Argic bus stop. And
that was how we started another unnecessary journey inside Ikorodu to look for ATMs.
After touring Ikorodu on the bike, I said tour because
this bike guy was just taking us from one ATM to another ATM, none of it was
dispensing but after like 30 minutes of our bike tour, we luckily saw one First
Bank ATM, we redraw the one thousand Naira that was sent to us, it was out of
that one thousand that we had to pay the bike man too.
“Even that
bike man self, na beg we beg am because the guy don dey para say the N200 way
we give am too small”
Of course on our way home, we were caught up in
traffic, though I have to confess this one wasn’t as bad as the first one but
then again, this was way before Fashola decided to fix their
road, so getting stuck in traffic in Ikorodu
road is one thing everyone run away from, it’s never fun, no matter how small
it is. Oh, I forgot to mention there is only one road that leads into Ikorodu,
that’s if you are coming from Oshodi or let me say any part of Lagos Mainland
and even Island sef, just one major road (I stand to be corrected though), so
you can understand why the traffic back then use to be crazy.
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