My inside life journey to explore the amazing night life in the brown Roof City (Ibadan), started with my decision to hang out with my new set of friends. I just met Tobi (not the real name), who is new in town, after couple of invites to show him around the city, last Friday appeared perfect.
We begin the expedition from ‘House 25’ a cool hang out/ lounge located at a very coded region of old Bodija, Ibadan. I’d earlier called my homie from way back (mean childhood). Kay is the guy I can say boldly knows the street as it may, to know where the evening was set to start. After Kay had relayed how he had spent the productive Hours of the day, we agreed to meet at the aforementioned location, which we did.
We had some chat, meet some new dudes (Kay’s pals) and boom! Tobi showed up with some of his friends (media guys from Lagos). We exchanged pleasantries and some introductions were done at least to get to know one another.
Cool guys, I must confess. As the music keeps coming courtesy of the lady DJ, we played pranks while we talked about work, some street hustles and the like.
Definitely, we talked about marriage and how boys, sorry I mean men have being balancing family life with the street (definitely your thought might be right).
After we had kept some bottles silent and emptied bowl of asun (peppered goat meat) at our first location, the five of us decided to leave for another joint (GQ) at about 10:40pm, where the sixth guy (the conference Guy) joined us.
He talked about his work, his boss, the media jobs he had done (some profitable, some are not). He later jumped on more interesting topics- past dealings among friends, both sweet and sore. How men have outsmarted each other, apologies were made while friends laughed at the mistakes and we moved on.
The bartender was called to calculate the bill for the bottles gentle men had canceled, then we headed straight to the club in the same building 12:45am. At that time I knew I wasn’t going home no more for the night ( this as far as I can recall must be like 2 and half years since I had such night crawling.
There are dancers and both genders are well represented. They dressed in club outfit satisfying the their quest for fun with there steps. some dancing around the poles in the club, while other who came in pairs did the two can do the dance thing, while those who came in group had their fellow party people dance around them.
Then the seductive bartenders all dressed in white popped up with a price list of the club drink, extremely expensive as usual. We scrolled through the list and decided we had already had enough to drink for the night, So we defeated their tempting looks and declined.
We later moved to the executive section of the club to have a clearer view of the ‘bend-down-low’ actions, then my friends from Lagos announced it was time to call it a day at around 1:30am. We hailed each other as ‘borbors’ ‘Twale’ ourselves inside life, then they left.
Already, I knew going home wasn’t an option, so my niggie Kay suggested we go to another hangout. Interestingly, I was eager to, then he said “there are places in Bodija you never knew existed”, and inquisitively I ask, tell me more .
So he told me let’s drive down the road, which we did, after less than 10minute before we got to platinum club, he highlighted which I deff followed suit , and loo and behold. Amazingly it was a st…p club. I have never being to one before, so I exclaimed. My dude spoke the normal language to the bouncers, sorted them and we were in.
The scene was totally different from where we were coming from. It’s a darker room, lots of clubs sparkling light hovering around, with the typical club chairs at strategic corners of the hall. What caught my fancy at first when we entered was the huge number of whites, probably expatriates working around Ibadan. Attendees are busy feeding there lustful eyes with the magical acrobatic display by the professionals- The ladies ( mean str….p…) doing what they know how to do best jumping up and down the swing pole.
Every guest was treated specially, haven gotten to locate the place amongst commercial buildings in an area which use to be a region for the so called elites in the brown roof city. I guess it was a criterion needed to be considered as special.
The dolls went up to each new customer that came through, exchanges pleasantries, ask for what you care to drink and tell you once you make an order and supply is made. They automatically become your guest, by this I mean, you are given a complimentary Lap dance but if you want something much exquisite, you will have to pay a token depending on how long and the exact escapades you want.
I actually had a taste of the experience, as my friend did fix me up with an average size 7 doll, who came over, asked me some naughty questions while she touch my nipple and later went down ( your thoughts definitely is wrong). But at this time, instead of flowing with the whole activities, I Became more inquisitive about their dealing (mean the dolls) with there every day customers. While she played her role, I politely asked her questions like how she cope with customers who make orders but don’t pay; do you usually end up having sex with some of these customers; do you do it raw( flesh to flesh) what does it cost, do you actually do it here while the whole Lap dance is actually happening and some other questions.
With her innocent face, She calmly answered my question like a pro, she said; “Yes, we actually give our customers a one of kind treat that makes them come back again and again. According to her, they keep their body safe by using protection when the clubbers who are ready to pay for the services request for LAMBA, but in the a different section of the club. We both look at each other while she continued to give me all she’s gat (fill in the gap yourself).
As a curious person may be due to my profession, I looked around, observing all that was going on as different people come in, some dudes with their beibs, some of the beibs who popped in hurriedly left May be disgusted at the performance I think, While some enjoyed the show and waited as long as they wanted to.
I also noticed that the club had this giant Television hanged on the wall, youself could imagine what was being televised for our viewing pleasure to compliment the real drama happening inside life, in real life.
Actually I must confess it was an heck of an experience. We decided to call it a day at some minutes to 5am and beaded the joint good bye for now.
However, What I have observed in my whole expedition is that Ibadan from coast to coast have greatly evolved entertainment wise, particularly the night life aspect from what it used to be some years back when I really was into the clubbing thing.
The whole of ring road axis now play host to various hang out, one might not be able to exhaust all the clubs on this axis if decided to start from mobile junction down to challenge. Same is the situation at the Awolowo axis of Bodija, Akala express / Oluyole extension , the Bashorun /Akobo axis is also not left behind.
All this means that the state definitely have a sector, which if really nurtured and groomed well will outrightly become a gold mine for Oyo State economy.
I sign out!
Femi Ojo is a journalist, with eight years news Reporting experience with Splash FM Ibadan. A great Dog lover, whose hobbies include- reading, writing, Traveling and hanging with friends.