Ghana Vacation

After two weeks in Ghana, it's a bit bitter sweet to be home. It's great to be able to speak the local language again, to know how much a taxi really costs, and to see all my friends. But man, Ghana was really great. A good example of development that's working in The Gambia. Here's what we did:

We need to tighten it up: Arrived in Dakar with high spirits. After some happy hour drinks at a nice bar, and a really delicious meal of Korean food, we headed to the airport where we learned we were... not convenient.

So we stayed in Dakar for two more days than we planned, organizing our visa to Ghana, visiting the museum, attempting to speak French and Wollof, and eating really delicious food (Ethiopian! Lebanese!). The second attempt at bording the plane was, thankfully, successful. Off we went to Ghana.

Akwaaba: We spent the first two days in Accra, a city that's incredibly clean (by our standards, I guess) and has side walks and restaurants and dark beer. Ghana is good. We spent our time just exploring the markets, eating street food (I can't say enough good things about the street food in Ghana), and lounging. Not bad. Then we were off to Hohoe, in the east. Public transport in Ghana is also nice. As a rule, if it looks like the seat was designed to fit three, they actually put three (you hear that, Gambia?). In Hohoe we stayed in a hotel where Maggie broke the bed, hung out with some really nice Peace Corps Ghana volunteers, and did a lot of great hiking. We hiked to the top of the highest peak in Ghana, which was not so high but a good wake up call for how out of shape we are. We also did a nice walk to the highest waterfall in West Africa. Really impressive, with lots of bats hanging from the rock walls around it. We also ate some fresh cacao fruit, which tastes absolutely nothing like chocolate. Our cab driver on this portion of the trip was named Baby Rasta. You can't get away from them in West Africa, I guess...

Beads, Stools and Fertility Dolls, Oh My!: From Hohoe it was off to Kumasi, where we stayed in a really nice Peace Corps Transit house. Kumasi itself was really congested, and we had an interesting day where we accidentally wandered into a real shanty town while looking for a market that was supposed to resemble a shanty town. Woops. But once we found the market the crafts were great. I came back with more batik fabric than a girl really needs. We also went to a cultural center with a nice museum, walked past some people serving grilled bats (I'm brave, but not quite that brave), ate a ton of pineapple and frozen chocolate milk, and walked and walked and walked. We celebrated Alex's birthday with guacamole and homemade pina coladas, and took a day trip to a holy lake where people believe their spirits go to visit after death. People traditionally paddle on this lake with planks instead of boats, and instead of paddles they use calabashes cupped in their hands. We drank palm wine (ick) and went swimming.

The Egg ate the Papaya... I think: After Kumasi, we slowed it down by staying at a really nice place on a really deserted beach for a few days. Just over a hill and down the beach was a restaurant that served BURRITOS! We went there twice. Two days of swimming, walking, and eating.. What could be better? We also went to a nearby fort. I was more impressed by the village that housed the fort, where they had loudspeakers blaring a soundtrack for the entire village. Interesting. After the beaches at Butre, we headed to Cape Coast, a tourist hub that's famous for its old slave fort. You know you're on a Peace Corps budget when you skip the main attraction because you don't want to pay 4 dollars... Maggie hooked us up with a free place to stay in Cape Coast, which worked out great. Uncle Sam and his wife Victoria live in a big house on a hill overlooking Cape Coast. They took us out for a drink and fed us a nice breakfast and generally were really excellent hosts. Cape Coast was great for finishing up souvenier shopping, seeing the fort (if only from the outside), and eating lobster (this is where that extra 4 dollars came in handy). We also went to Kakum national park, which is a really excellent example of ecotourism working well in Ghana. They have really high suspended bridges that take you up into the rainforest canopy. A touristy but totally cool experience. We also saw Korateh going on in town. Even though Ghana is a generally Christian country, we still saw plenty of Muslims out celebrating the end of Ramadan. In general people in Ghana seem more open to dancing and making merry than Gambians, so the parade was much more festive than I imagine the celebration was in The Gambia.

Welcome back, suckers: And from there, it's all a blur. We took a midnight flight out of Accra, ended up on a bus back from Dakar that had no breaks, finally forced them to give us back half our money and let us off the bus, rented a sept place, raced to the ferry but didn't make it in time, took a big fishing boat across the river, haggled for a taxi for too long, and finally ended up back at the Peace Corps house in Gambia. It's not easy.

Pictures coming soon, but the internet connection is slow... So you'll have to wait. Be back in town in a couple of weeks so hopefully then.