I went on a ministerial trip with my pastor which was awesome if I must say…
We went to the city of Ibadan and we were there right at the start of the Muslim holiday. The town was really quiet… many people had traveled for the holidays.
We needed to get some clothes, so of course our first option would be the biggest mall in the city…. And most of the shops were not opened.. I think malls are open at 10? But we got there past ten, got into a big fashion outlet and we were escorted out because they were still sweeping the floor… “I was not impressed!” Shop owners, keep an eye on your business.
We lodged in a new hotel at ring road and I must say, I was super impressed! It has the markings of a really high class hotel. I know one of the directors so my room was upgraded… “thank you Lord! ” I had a balcony overlooking the street and it was not a bad sight at all…
So what was wrong with the hotel… there are no electric kettles in the rooms. You have to ask room service to give you hot water every time you want to make tea. The bathroom shower head has about 7-8 out of all the holes in it working, the hot water is not evenly distributed…. The food is ridiculously expensive! And you don’t have lots of options either. Apart from all these, the hotel is amazing and I recommend it to anyone going to Ibadan.
Like I mentioned earlier, we needed to buy some clothes and when the mall would not cut it, I decided that we would go to the famous Alesinloye market. Prided to be one of the largest markets in West Africa at some point in history, it was almost empty!
After a futile effort to get the clothes we were looking for, we decided to go look for a nice bukka to eat amala… when we asked, someone said the best place in the market was Iya Dunni… so I asked with excitement, please where is Iya Dunni’s shop and then I got the shocker of my life… walk straight down the path and ask for Iya Dunni’s shop.. (in my mind, I was like, if you knew the way to the shop, why not just tell us). And that began our Israelite journey to Iya Dunni’s shop.. we asked 5 people!!! Before a woman took pity on us and took us there. At this point I was like the food had better be delicious to make up for all this ‘waka’… who send us message sef?
We were not disappointed, Iya Dunni’s Amala with Ewedu, Gbegiri and goat meat over compensated for the long trip.
Next day, I decide we should go Pounded yam eating. The day the before we walked, today we were driving all over bodija and UI axis looking for a bukka to eat… they had all closed for the holiday… I drove around for 30mins before we found a place to eat.. I mean we went all the way to ‘inostrait’ down to ‘Iya Ope’ up to ‘Olaoluwa’ at Bashorun market… it was indeed a search! We finally found a place and I can say this… there is a HUGE difference between pounded yam and poundo yam.
The meal seemed like the parable of the lost sheep where Jesus said that the shepherd would leave the 99 to go find the one… we left eateries and bars for a pounded yam bukka and we were not disappointed.
Yele.
SOURCE:ECCLAZZIA
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