I AM NOT TRYING TO WRITE A STORY

In recent weeks I have had a great deal of heart to heart conversations with people about my foray into the media industry. Often times in the midst of these discussions, the other party will say ‘pele, it is all part of the story.’ I do not blame them for pitying me. In fact, I…

Becoming an Ajala Part 3

The Excitement on the Morning After Morning came too early and by 9am, we were downing breakfast at a ‘slow-food restaurant’. Today we were visiting the most important worship site of the Osun goddess in the entire world (the Vatican/Mecca/Jerusalem for the Osun devotee if you will) and I was particularly looking forward to this…

Becoming an Ajala – Part 2

Erin Ijesha/Olumirin Waterfall With iyan (pounded yam) in our bellies, we headed back to the bus and drove down to Erin-Ijesha. Now the waterfall is actually called Olumirin Waterfall but for some reason, everyone refers to it by the name of the area where it is located hence the popular label “Erin Ijesha Waterfall.” The…

Becoming an Ajala

Once upon a time, a certain man named Ajala travelled around the world on his scooter (true story).  I’m also becoming some sort of Ajala these days, travelling Nigeria courtesy my good friends at IrinAjo. I made another one of those trips two weeks ago and as always it has left me wanting more. Did…

Journey to World Class

I am on an IrinAjo trip at the moment but I didn’t want to miss this week’s entry into the diary. That is not how  BBC or CNN journalists use to do. Oh yes, that’s a new dream now. Not necessarily work in these particular but have all it takes to work there: the competence, experience,…

Flirting with the Guest? Nothing like that.

Earlier this week, I was celebrating my Shaggy look and asking for a dog and mystery to complete the equation. I never knew Providence’s plan was for me to start singing “It wasn’t me” a few days later. In a classic case of ‘why doth thou protest so much’, I feel compelled to explain myself…

Conductor, abeg wake me for next bus stop.

This has been me every day for the past two weeks. How did I get here, you wonder? After all, I only get to work three days a week and do just three hours on those days. Hmmm, not quite anymore. I go to work every day now and my workload has tripled in the…

Everyday is not a Ghen Ghen Something

Guess who’s been away for three weeks? You guessed right, me😁. And not for the best reasons I have to admit, I have just been tired for the past three weeks🙈. How does that even happen… tired for three weeks? Even as an IT student in a mechanic workshop, carrying Komatsu engines and working on…

Globetrotting with Irin Ajo Part 3

Bye Bye Ikogosi Early the next morning, some members of our group hit the swimming pool and even held a mini-tournament. Denrele bested James twice over three games. They continued their competition all the way to Idanre but Denrele got the better of James at the end of the day. We said goodbye to Ikogosi…

Globetrotting with Irin Ajo Part 2

The Legend of Ikogosi (Ikan gu osi) Hot and Cold Springs The ride back to Ikogosi was short. It seemed the waters of Arinta had awakened a thirst for adventure and we were eager to take on Ikogosi’s Hot and Cold Springs. Our dear ‘science students’ were still around when we got back to the…

Globetrotting with Irin Ajo Part 1

Dream Come True I want to be a professional globetrotter, literally. Travel the world, take pictures and write fiction and non-fiction stories about the places I visit and get paid to do it 😀 . After my Doughnuts, Auditions and World Cup Trophy Tour post, a friend suggested I consider travel journalism or open a…

Transmitting from all the angles… Yes I went there

Week in week out there’s almost always one issue or another trending on the Nigerian social media and this past week, it was the video of the Inspector General of Police transmitting reading with great difficulty. (A friend just reprimanded me from laughing at another person’s father so that’s gonna be the only thing to…