Early morning at Plaza, Uyo. It’s a place where you find all manner of people. There are newspaper stands in the front while the interior is where people while away time leisurely.
“How many of us can actually believe in a prospect you are yet to benefit from? What is the level of risk you can undertake?”
Bottle impression by me.
I see lot and lot of people around me day by day playing away, drinking away, talking away leisurely. And they still think “nothing spoil”.
‘How you would end up in life would be the result of choice you make today’.
I wonder where they get the energy to consume alchohol regularly on daily basis. Another question is where the money comes from?. It’s like the hospitality business is been taken too far. About eighty per cent of acquaintances I see around spend time drinking more that the time they use working.
It look like, its regular escapism. But where does even that lead anyone? Except addressing any issue confronting one to logical conclusion. Could it be just fun? But frankly speaking, it’s just beyond social drinking.
Productivity….. art by Collins.
A big social concern. Why? Because, apart from the health issues, it reduces time for COLLECTIVE PRODUCTIVITY.
Where people who supposed to be thinking of innovations and developmental projects to sustain common progress and social development are not using their time wisely. It’s a pity such times are waisted on leisure un-checked.
A social liability. One wonder where the fund comes from? No need to look far! It’s mostly from corrupt practices. “Come easy, go easy! The point of no return” what a collective wasteful manifestation.
Lately, the small business that thrive so well
Typical joint…..art by Collins
here in Calabar is Drinking Joints. When people are not deeply involved in small scale industrialization. There’ll be ample time available for leisure.
Marina as it was then called is one of the points along the coaster region of this West African state called Nigeria where slaves were taken out on ships in a very harsh and deplorable condition. That is actually no news. Apart from the anchor that’s artistically errected here to signify the inhuman treatment, there are relics of slave trade activities such as chains, clamps and other metal objects used by the colonial slave traders who forced the natives to call them ‘master’. That mentality still persist till today. Whenever you hear people saying master, master. They are simply showcasing colonial menatality,(colo-mentality). The building behind the anchor actually housed those relics. The blog will be visiting the museum some other time. This place was where slaves captured from hinderland are ferried abroad. The Efik tribe lives by the coaster area. They were the people that received the missioneries. Their location gave them the priviledge of closeness to the new power and they eventually become the middlemen in slave trade activities. That was how they got prominent which is still being contested till date.
Because of its historical importance. The past government trasformed it to a leisure spot and that’s what it is till today. To save it from hoodlums who then used it as dead end for their nefarious activities. The top building was designed as ampi-theatre but now a standard indoor cinema and incidentally the only one in the city.
Other facilities include hotel, event hall, eatry and a ferry. A must visit for any tourist.