Luxury VGC Lekki Oasis: Your Dream 2-Bedroom Awaits!
Alright, buckle up buttercups! Let's dive headfirst into the swirling oasis of… Luxury VGC Lekki Oasis: Your Dream 2-Bedroom Awaits! (Okay, I tried to sound excited, but honestly, that title is a mouthful. Let's just call it "The Oasis," yeah? Much cooler).
Right off the bat, this isn't your cookie-cutter hotel review. I’m bringing the real deal, the messy, the good, the uh… questionable… all baked into this glorious (hopefully) mess!
First Impressions & Accessibility (or lack thereof, sometimes):
Getting there? Okay, let's be honest, Lekki traffic is a game of chance. The ride to The Oasis was a breeze, but leaving? Let's just say I spent more time staring at brake lights than… well, anything productive. But that's not The Oasis's fault, is it? Location-wise, it’s in VGC (Victoria Garden City, Lagos), which is supposed to be fancy-pants.
Now, accessibility. This is where things get… complicated. They say they have "Facilities for disabled guests." But the nitty-gritty of truly accessible experiences? I couldn't fully assess it. I'd need a wheelchair and a few hours to really scope that one out. So, I'm taking a cautiously optimistic stance here. If accessibility is crucial for you – CALL THEM. Ask specific questions. Don't rely on my rambling – I'm just a guy with a keyboard, not a surveyor! No details can be provided.
Internet, Glorious Internet! (Or, the Saga of the Wi-Fi):
"Wi-Fi in all rooms!" the brochure chirps. And, thank the internet gods, it's mostly true. Connection was generally solid, although I did have a couple of moments where I aged a decade waiting for a page to load. "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" – A major win in my book. I'm talking about my daily need to check up on my friends and listen to music.
The "Internet [LAN]" option, however… Well, I’m pretty certain I didn’t even see a LAN port. Now, maybe I was just being blind, maybe it was hidden in a dark corner. But I searched high and low during my stay. Consider it MIA, I'm afraid.
Relaxation Station: Saunas, Spas, and Body Scrubs (Oh My!):
Alright, the "Things to do, ways to relax" section! This is where The Oasis really tries to shine. They've got the usual suspects: Spa, Spa/sauna, Swimming pool [outdoor], Fitness center. And I'm not gonna lie, a pool with a view sounds pretty damn enticing, right?
The Pool with a View… or, My Near-Death Experience with a Lounge Chair: Picture this: me, basking in the glorious Nigerian sun (or trying to, between the afternoon deluges), relaxing poolside. Fantastic, right? Yeah, until I tried to… adjust my lounge chair. It promptly tried to launch me, James Bond-style, into the pool. I escaped with my dignity (mostly) and a slightly damp towel. But, honestly, it was the most exciting thing that happened all day! It's my duty to report that the pool area is great, but the lounge chairs need a serious looking at.
The Spa… Let's Just Say I Needed a Drink Afterward: I got a massage. It was… adequate. Look, I'm no spa aficionado. But after the 'lounge chair incident' , I really felt I needed a massage, and I got one. But the staff were lovely, friendly, and they tried their best.
Fitness Center: The Gym's a Gym, You Know? The gym? Standard hotel gym fare. Treadmills, weights, the usual suspects. I intended to use it. I really did. But the pull of the pool (after the chair chaos) and the promise of cocktails at the poolside bar… well, the gym lost out.
Sauna and Steamroom: The Heat is On! I really enjoyed the sauna and the steam room, they were clean, and it made me feel relaxed.
Body Scrub and Body Wrap: I didn't indulge, but the option is there, and at the end of the day, I was happy.
Cleanliness and Safety: Covid-19 and Beyond (or, the sanitization marathon):
Okay, in a world that can be a bit scary with health, The Oasis clearly takes cleanliness seriously.
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Check.
- Daily disinfection in common areas: Check.
- Hand sanitizer: Everywhere! (Seriously, I think there was a hand sanitizer dispenser in the elevator).
- Staff trained in safety protocol: Seems like it.
They also offer "Room sanitization opt-out available." Which is great, allowing you to decide how often you want your room cleaned. Safe dining setup, Individually-wrapped food options, and physical distancing (though, let's be real, people sometimes struggle with that) were all in place.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Dream (or, the culinary rollercoaster):
Okay, this is a BIG area because food is important, and The Oasis has a lot to offer.
Restaurants: Plural! They have restaurants. Multiple ones. And room service is 24-hour which is a total lifesaver.
A la carte vs. Buffet: I saw the "Buffet in restaurant," but that's not quite what I was looking for. The "A la carte in restaurant" provided me with a great experience.
Asian Cuisine? You Betcha: They advertise "Asian cuisine in the restaurant." I tried it. It was good.
Western Cuisine? Yup: You can definitely get your Western food cravings satisfied. Breakfast [buffet] and Breakfast [takeaway], and breakfast service.
The Bar: A pool-side bar. And, it also has the all-important… Happy hour. Plus a Coffee/tea in the restaurant and a coffee shop.
The Snacks: They also had a snack bar available and provided a bottle of water when requested.
My Food Journey: Okay, let's talk about my personal food experience. Breakfast? Pretty decent. Lunch? Excellent choices. Dinner? I went for the international cuisine, and my personal favourite was the soup.
Alternative Meal Arrangement: I didn't get to try it, but it's available.
Services and Conveniences: From Concierge to Convenience Store (and everything in between):
They got the usual suspects: Concierge, Daily housekeeping, Laundry service, Currency exchange, Dry cleaning, etc. Plus a few extras.
Important Stuff They also have a Business facilities, Facilities for disabled guests, Safety deposit boxes, for your possessions.
The Extras Convenience store, Gift/souvenir shop.
The Missing Bits Well, there was very little information about seminars or about the meetings, meeting facilities.
For the Kids… and the Kid in You:
- Family/child friendly? They certainly seem to welcome families.
- Babysitting service? Yep!
- Kids facilities? I didn't see any.
- Kids meal? Perhaps I should have asked about that.
Getting Around: Navigating the Chaos:
- "Airport transfer": Yes, they do, and honestly? Use it. Traffic is a beast.
- "Car park [free of charge]": Yes, and you'll need it.
- "Taxi service": Available.
- "Valet parking": Also available.
Available in All Rooms (the nitty-gritty of your personal space):
The Good Stuff: Air conditioning, alarm clock, bathrobes, bathtub, blackout curtains (a lifesaver!), coffee/tea maker, free bottled water, hair dryer, in-room safe box, internet access (wireless, and yes, it's good!), ironing facilities, mini bar, non-smoking, private bathroom, refrigerator, satellite/cable channels, separate shower/bathtub, smoke detector, telephone, toiletries, towels, wake-up service, Wi-Fi (free!).
The Questionable Stuff: I couldn't vouch for the additional toilet.
My Final, Unfiltered Verdict:
The Oasis isn't perfect. It has its quirks. The lounge chairs have a vendetta. Some of the services might be a bit lacking. But overall? It's a solid choice. Clean, comfortable, with enough amenities to keep you entertained.
So, is "Luxury VGC Lekki Oasis: Your Dream 2-Bedroom Awaits!" actually your dream? Maybe. But I'd say:
- Book It If: You want a comfortable stay in a secure area. The pool is a major draw, and you’re okay with
Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your Instagram-filtered itinerary. This is real life, in a 2-bedroom shoebox… I mean, lovely apartment unit in VGC Lekki, Nigeria. Prepare for a rollercoaster.
Day 1: Arrival & the Great Flatpack Disaster (and Instant Noodles of Doom)
- 14:00 - 16:00: The Arrival & Scavenging Expedition: Landed at Lagos, survived the infamous airport chaos (seriously, it's a contact sport), and after 3 hours of haggling and feeling foolish, finally in the apartment. Okay, "lovely" may have been a slight exaggeration. It's clean, thank God, but the furniture? Flatpack city. Specifically, Ikea's version of hell.
- 16:00 - 18:00: The Great Flatpack Disaster (Part 1): Attempting to assemble the bed frame. This is where the cracks in my relationship with the instruction manual began. Screws everywhere, Allen wrenches getting bent out of shape. Let's just say, the bed's currently propped up by a strategically placed stack of phone books (remember those?).
- 18:00 - 19:00: Emergency Food Procurement: The fridge is bare. Panic sets in. Found a tiny store down the street. Decided the instant noodles were the only option.
- 19:00 - 21:00: The Great Flatpack Disaster (Part 2): Gave up on the wardrobe. Stressed, frustrated, and mildly hangry. I'm pretty sure I saw a screw roll away and hide under the sofa.
- 21:00 onwards: Emotional Breakdown & Netflix: Collapsed on the partially-assembled bed/phone book contraption. Netflix and a tub of ice cream (thank god for supermarkets).
Day 2: Lekki's Hidden Gems & the Mosquito Wars
- 09:00 - 10:00: Wake Up & Regret: Woke up sore, with a vague sense of existential dread brought on by inadequate sleep and the looming wardrobe. Coffee, desperately needed.
- 10:00 - 12:00: Lekki Craft Market: Determined to be a tourist! Visited the Lekki Craft Market. OMG, the colours, the energy! Haggled like a pro (or at least, better than the airport taxi guy). Bought a beautiful Ankara fabric and a wooden carving that might be a giraffe.
- 12:00 - 13:00: Lunch at "The Place": Found a local restaurant called "The Place." Jollof rice, perfect. The heat was brutal, though. Spent most of the meal mopping my forehead.
- 13:00 - 17:00: Beach Time & Mosquito Massacre: Visited the Lekki Conservation Centre. Saw the Canopy Walkway. Great views, but my fear of heights nearly resulted in my plummeting down and my friend losing his favorite hat to the wind. Then, the mosquitoes. They were ravenous. Insect repellent seemed to be of no use. I am now a walking, breathing, swollen feast.
- 17:00 - 19:00: Retreat & Revenge: Back to the apartment to strategize. Planned my mosquito-repelling attack. (Citronella candles, electric zapper from the local supermart, a strong prayer to the insect gods).
- 19:00 onwards: Dinner & "The Real Housewives": Dinner at home (leftover jollof, yay!), followed by a deep dive into Nigerian reality TV. This is when I really start to feel like I fit in.
Day 3: Exploring Lagos & the Case of the Missing Charger
- 09:00 - 10:00: Breakfast & the Charger Fiasco: Awoke to an empty phone battery. Panicked. The charger is missing! Rummaged through all the luggage. Found it eventually (after a minor meltdown) under a pile of dirty clothes.
- 10:00 - 12:00: Exploring Lagos Island: Decided to be bold and go into the city. Traffic was, predictably, insane. So many people! So much noise! It's overwhelming, but vibrant.
- 12:00 - 13:00: The National Museum: Found a lovely, and quieter section of Lagos life, the National Museum, the history was fascinating, and the displays were well-curated.
- 13:00 - 17:00: Transportation Troubles & Street Food Delights: The danfo journey was a true ordeal. The driver nearly missed a pothole the size of a small car. Street food was a revelation, though, especially the puff-puff.
- 17:00 - 18:00: The Great Charger Hunt: Back to the apartment. Charged my phone (finally!).
- 19:00 onwards: Pizza & Movie Night: Ordered pizza (a bit dodgy, but good enough). Movie night. Trying to unwind.
Day 4: The "Relaxation" Day & Last-Minute Panic
- 09:00 - 10:00: Sleep & Regret: Slept in. Woke up feeling like a zombie.
- 10:00 - 13:00: The Spa: Found a spa. Had a massage. It was heavenly. For 60 glorious minutes, I forgot about the flatpack furniture, the mosquitoes, and the general chaos of Lagos.
- 13:00 - 14:00: The Grocery Run: Needed to stock up on water and snacks so I wouldn't get caught in the instant noodle loop.
- 14:00 - 18:00: Apartment Time & The Great Laundry Experiment: Cleaned up the apartment (a bit). Thought I'd be responsible and do the laundry. Mistake. The washing machine is a beast of a machine, and I think I might have accidentally shrunk my favorite shirt.
- 18:00 - 19:00: Pre-Flight Panic: Flight is tomorrow! Did I pack everything? Do I have my passport? Did I buy enough souvenirs?
- 19:00 onwards: Packing & a Sad Sandwich: Ate a sad sandwich made from the last ingredients in the fridge, then started packing. Seriously considering whether I should ever leave this apartment.
Day 5: Departure & the Promise to Never Assemble Flatpack Furniture Again.
- 06:00 - 08:00: Final packing & airport run: Early morning rise. Last minute checks. Made it to the airport! Survived.
- All Day: Departure & the promise to never assemble flatpack furniture again.
So, there you have it. My messy, imperfect, and occasionally frantic adventure in VGC, Lekki. Nigeria. Would I do it again? Absolutely. Will I ever touch a flatpack again? Nope. I'm taking up pottery.
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So, what *is* this "Luxury VGC Lekki Oasis" thing, anyway? Is it actually luxurious? Because... Lagos. Let's be real.
Okay, fine, I get it. "Luxury" in Lagos... it's a loaded term, right? My first thought when I saw the ad was, "Bet it's got dodgy plumbing and a generator that coughs worse than my uncle after a cigarette break." But apparently (and I'm still a little skeptical, ngl) it *is* actually trying for luxury. Think... well-maintained spaces, hopefully good security (major plus!), and hopefully not *too* much street noise. They promise a 2-bedroom situation, which, in this housing market, is already a win. Plus... Lekki. The *dream* (sometimes). My friend Chidi, he saw some pictures and described them as "Instagram-ready." Which, *sigh*, says a lot about the times we live in. So, yeah. Luxury? We shall see. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, though. Need a place for my imaginary yacht (kidding... maybe).
What's the deal with the 2-bedroom part? Perfect for a family? Roommates? A lonely artist with a LOT of canvases? Spill the tea!
Alright, the 2-bedroom scenario. This is where it gets interesting. For a family of, say, three? Could work, maybe. You'll be bumping elbows, sure, but hey, Lagos is all about close quarters, right? Roommates? Now we're talking! Splitting the rent is a beautiful thing. Just pray you don't end up with the roommate from hell who leaves their dishes in the sink for a week. I had *one* of those, and let me tell you, my sanity was hanging by a thread. A lonely artist? Absolutely! Plenty of space for your canvases, your easels, your... existential angst. Maybe a small balcony? Gotta have a balcony! Imagine the Instagram-worthy sunsets... or at least a view of the power lines. Let’s be honest, balcony is the dream for a solo person. Ah! And it would work for a couple too, but what if that couple is me and my best friend?
Ok, location, location, location! Where exactly is this "Oasis" situated in this crazy, amazing, soul-crushing city? And is it near any good *amala* spots? Crucial information.
VGC! Villa Garden City. Look, I love VGC – it's quiet enough to let you sleep without having to hear the noise of Lagos everywhere. It's almost... suburban sometimes. But yes, it’s not completely detached from the madness. It’s Lekki, which is generally a good thing. You'll probably need a car or a reliable Uber situation, because, again, Lagos. And *amala* spots? That's the question! I *need* to know this. I haven't researched that part. I can't. Eating good *amala* is a life decision that I need to take up. Wait, I'm going to search this now. *[Typing sounds]* Okay, give me a minute. The answer is still elusive, but I'm hopeful. A decent *amala* outlet is a *must*. Otherwise, what's the point of living in Lagos?
What amenities can I expect? Because if there's no pool, I'm out. And tell me the reality of the generator situation, please. Don't sugarcoat it.
Amenities... this is where the devil is in the details. They *promise* a pool, I think. We'll see. I'm picturing a slightly murky pool, frequented by a grumpy security guard, and filled with more leaves than water. Maybe it's a heated pool? That would be a game-changer. Gimme a gym, too. Not a super fancy one, just something with a treadmill that *actually* works, and some weights that aren't older than me. The generator! Oh, the generator. This is where it can all fall apart. "Constant power supply" is the holy grail of Lagos living. They *have* to have a good generator. If the lights flicker every five minutes... dealbreaker. I'll start asking about the generator *first*. That’s my new rule! And about the security? This is the next thing I'll ask. We shouldn't forget it.
Okay, let's talk money. Approximate cost of living in this... *oasis*, please? Rental fees, service charges, and generally, how much should I be expecting to spend? My bank account weeps just thinking about it.
*Deep breath*. The dreaded money talk. Okay, this is where it gets real. "Luxury" in Lekki usually means... expensive. Very expensive. Expect to pay a hefty rental fee upfront. Then there are service charges – for security, cleaning, waste disposal (which, in Lagos, is a whole thing), generator maintenance… the list goes on. And the reality is that it will be on the higher end if they are really trying for the "luxury" label. Figure out your budget *before* you look at the place, trust me. I learned that the hard way (more than once). And don't forget to factor in things like NEPA bills, internet (essential!), and your general Lagos survival fund (because you *will* need it). I'm guessing you will need a deposit. Make sure you are ready.
What's the overall vibe? Is it a place where I can actually breathe and relax after a long day of Lagos hustle? Or is it just a glorified apartment complex with a fancy name?
The vibe... That's what I want to know! This is the *most* important thing. I'm tired of the chaos, the noise, the constant feeling of being overwhelmed. If it feels like a pressure cooker, I’m out. I want a place where I can unwind, where the air isn't thick with exhaust fumes, where I can actually hear myself think. A small balcony where I can have my morning coffee. A place that feels like… well, an oasis. But the reality might be different, you know? My biggest fear? Moving in and realizing it's just another building with a flashy paint job. I once moved into a place that had a "rooftop garden" which was basically four sad-looking potted plants. *Never again*. So, yeah. The vibe is crucial. Does it have heart? Does it have soul? Or is it just another brick in the wall? I’ll have to feel it out. It needs to be my home.
