My friends and I are always looking for new ways to have a good time, so we usually try to have as many new experiences as possible, be it trying out new places (mostly restaurants and bars), partying, paint balling, racing and basically anything we can do to enjoy the weekend (weekdays are usually busy because of work). When a friend of mine suggested we go on a boat trip, I leaped at the opportunity not caring where the boat was heading, only to find out it was heading to a place called “Takwa Bay”. As soon as I heard the name, I knew it sounded familiar but I couldn’t quite place my finger on why, until I remembered I had been there before; it was in high school, the school had a routine survival training program at “Sea School” Apapa and it was recommended that I attend the program, so knowing that I had a good time the last I was there, I was really looking forward to it.
The weekend finally came and laziness started creeping in followed by second thoughts about the trip, till my friends got to my place so I used that as motivation, hopped in the shower and got dressed then proceeded to carpool to our destination (nobody has fuel to be doing convoy “abeg”). Got some drinks on the way to make sure we have a good time (wasn’t taking any chances).
We get to the docks which was directly opposite Law school in Victoria Island (right under Falomo bridge) and paid for our trip, luckily there was a boat available so we didn’t have to wait too long before embarking on our journey; on getting into the boat we were mandated to wear these ugly life jackets (safety over fashion) before the trip began.
I can only describe the boat trip as smooth and “chilled”, because for some reason I can’t explain; I get this calm and soothing feeling while staring at waves (arguably my favourite part of the beach, and no I am not a “Mami water”), the only annoying part was that the sea water kept splashing into my mouth which was disgusting (lord knows what has been inside there) but aside from that it was enjoyable, got to see a lot of ships mostly cargo and a bunch of people on jet-skis which looked really fun (I should try that someday).
Getting to the shores, I realised it was not the empty beach sand with a few “shanti’s” like I had remembered it, it had been commercialised (guess a lot can happen in a couple of years), it was packed, lots of people playing in the water, walking around the beach, playing volleyball and mostly trying to have a good time. The boat didn’t exactly stop on land so we had to get into the water before reaching our destination (luckily I was wearing shorts), they advised us to empty our pockets so as not to get our accessories wet, on getting to the land we encountered a lot of people trying to get us to patronize them by offering us spaces with chairs and shades.
There was music everywhere, people selling; coconut water, kebabs, smokes amongst other things, some of the natives were rude though but we couldn’t let that stop us from enjoying ourselves. We played around on the beach, chilled on these huge rocks, took a couple pictures (for the gram *wink*), basically having the time of our lives. Was wishing we had more time to spend there when our boat came to pick us up but it was either that or sleep there, the trip going back was even better than the one coming (maybe because I was intoxicated “lol”), people that had too much to drink were acting up in the boat which we found funny then halfway through the trip I decided to go sit outside the boat but my friends refused to come along (their loss though), with the wind in my hair and an amazing view, I felt like I was on top of the world and nothing could bring me down, well that was until we got to land and I had to come down.
Spent the rest of the day having dinner at Landmark Towers (Spurs), then drinks at Sailors Lounge before deciding to finally head back home. Had such a great time making it one of those experiences I will never forget.