The other day, I made my way through the busy traffic ridden roads of Lagos to meet up with friends at Jazzhole Lagos in Ikoyi. Jazzhole is fast becoming one of my favorite places to be in Lagos and I’d tell you why. I would also tell you of the owner with her fierce overprotective but funny and homely manner but that will need a full post.
You see, I’ve been to Jazzhole Lagos once a few years back (and even blogged about it here) and though I loved it there then, meeting Mrs. Tejuosho a.k.a Mama Jazzhole during my last few visits made my stay a bit more enlivening. Jazzhole Lagos is a quaint bookshop, record store and coffee shop located at 168 Awolowo road in Ikoyi. Although I like to think of it as way more than just that, I like to think of it as a breath of fresh air instead. When you live in a city as busy as Lagos, you come to appreciate the little things that make it all a bit better.
Jazzhole comes across as unassuming when you walk past it, but inside is another world lined by rows and rows of books and records of all genres in a manner that you can tell that it was put together by someone with an artistic mind, creative hands or both.If you're a book lover, you should check out this quaint bookstore in Lagos! Click To Tweet
Capping it all up is the cute little cafe at the back of the shop with a lovely sitting area and decor to go. I can go on and on about Jazzhole Lagos and the awesome time we all had there but I’ll rather you go check it out yourself. And if you happen to meet Mama Jazzhole, please be sure to let her know you’re from Dr. Cassandra.
After a couple of laughs, chats and deep conversations with Mama Jazzhole (I’m sure she wouldn’t take nicely to this name haha), we took a Keke Napep to Bogobiri, just a short distance away from Jazzhole in Maitama Sule. Now, I’ve been to Bogobiri a couple of times but never had I realized that there was also a book segment of the place.
I knew about the small art store, Yes. About the restaurant and hotel, Yes. But not about the book section and art gallery. Bogobiri has a way of surprising you. It looks like a small space but houses quite a number of things.
We met a man who seemed elated when he realized we actually came with the intent to see the book section. Apparently, not a lot of people know about it/ come for that. So if you ever visit Bogobiri, be sure to check out that section too.
Being surrounded by all those books, first at Jazzhole Lagos and later at the book section in Bogobiri took me back to days when I couldn’t be found without a book in hand. I’ve always loved to read. Growing up, all I did was read and read and read. Little wonder, It wasn’t a hard decision that I would go on to study medicine
My earliest recollection of reading a book was Snow White and the seven dwarfs. Over time, my mother would tell me of how much I loved that book. How I would sit in a corner thumbing through the pages like I understood a word of it.
Makes me wonder what went wrong. Someone on Instagram gave a pretty good angle to my situation stating that maybe I just don’t need the comfort that books used to give me and maybe I’ll just rather live in my reality now.
I pondered over her suggestion because it made a lot of sense to me. Although my mum would tell you that for as long as I’ve been, I’ve always had my nose in a book but I’ll say that reading during my teenage days was majorly to occupy my mind, as a sort of escape. I immersed myself in my books to escape the sadness. It gave me something to do other than fight the demons in my head.
I haven’t picked up a book that wasn’t medically related for the past year now, and even when I pick a non-medical book, I always find it so hard to get through it.
I’m currently reading “How to be Married, A book by Jo Piazza recommended by Afoma and I’ve already skipped through more than a couple of pages and finally put it down. Maybe I just haven’t found that book that’ll hold my attention so I’m open to suggestions please and of course, suggestions on how to get my reading mojo back.
So, If you’re a book reader. Why do you read? What’s your earliest recollection of and how do you get back in the reading mood after a dry spell of not reading?
Share your thoughts please and let’s connect!