Ever attended a family wedding when you are of ‘marriageable age’ and still single? Trust me, not a fun experience (Am sure most people can relate, especially, Africans). It’s like being locked inside a hen cage (That’s the best analogy I can come up with, so manage it). The well-meaning aunties and uncles (in my case, add brother to the list), all in one place, making sly comments about coming together again to ‘eat your rice’ and celebrate with you’ (Don’t I wish the comments were about making financial contribution towards the imaginary wedding). Heaven forbids that you tell them, there isn’t even a significant man in your life. Read the rest of this entry »
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‘I need to know if you are here with someone because we don’t allow unattached single girls in on a Friday night’. Said what!
It was supposed to be a fun time with the girls. Tania was in town and this provided the perfect excuse for Tami and Maya to do something fun on Friday night. Both girls, cousins and also flatmates (technically, Maya was squatting) managed to find themselves at home, in front of the television every Friday night (or any other night), never mind their elaborate plans in the morning. Tami had been working and living in Abuja for a long time and when Maya got a job that required her to move to Abuja, they were both excited, thinking they could motivate each other in going out more often, but that didn’t go exactly as planned.
Friday night outing hardly ever happened for them and it wasn’t because they didn’t want to, but by the time it was Friday evening, they were both too tired to indulge in the fanfare of sexy clothes, makeup, driving and hitting the bar (or wherever). A quiet night at home in front of the television always seemed too much like heaven in comparison. However, with Tami’s younger sister, Tania, in town for the night, their morale was duly boosted to take a night off their normal routine.
So amidst the tiredness, they decided to have a girl’s night out. They called up Elizabeth to make it a party of four (The more, the merrier they say) and pulled out all the works necessary for every girl going out on a Friday night ; Dress; check! Red lipstick; check! High-heeled shoe; check! Cash; check! (And yes, that is truly where the list ended so get your mind out of the gutters).
Tami and Maya were okay with just a regular bar where they could listen to good music, trade dirty stories and have a good bottle of wine (Okay! Maybe two or three), but Tania wanted to dance so Tami decided to take the girls to a perfect place where everyone could have what they wanted. ‘Drink tavern’ it was called; a mid-scale bar/club with good sitting area out in an open air bungalow; also, an indoor club for Tania and Elizabeth to dance and very important, affordable drinks and meals (it is Abuja after all).
They pulled up to Drink tavern and after a bit of difficulty getting a parking space within the premises, hooped out, all ready to have a good girls night out. With Tami, the designated driver taking the lead, they walked into the bar and boom! It got interesting (relatively).