Currently we’re sitting on a terrace right at the sea in the west of Ghana. It’s Peter’s and Teresa’s home, our good old friends from Lesotho. The perfect place to recover from beach life.
Nevertheless, after all these stress situations and incredible dangers in the mountains of Togo and Ghana we had had to move to the famous beaches and coastal towns of Ghana. That means no more veggie oil soup with some pieces of several times cooked chicken and fries in it, no more jungle hikes with all these dangerous insects.
Now we’re sitting on sand, under palm trees, eating fresh fish, sometimes a slightly rotten one and are surrounded by lots of plastic bags of all colours.
From Akosombo we drove to the tiny village of Prampram – some distance east of Accra. It was a Sunday; many people, big grill party on the beach, and really loud music. In the evening everybody went home, they left us alone with all their empty beer bottles and the remains of fish and chicken in the sand.
At least the guys are health conscious having their body building facilities just next to them.
We visited Prampram village, to see the fishing boats being built and some fishy village life along the beach.
Searching for the real beach paradise we moved on – to the west of Accra. On our way we found a fishing village celebrating its annual 5 days festival – a mix of nicely dressed women trying to provoke some reaction from beer drinking men in the old fort.
Still in search for the perfect beach, the next day we moved on – and discovered some quite fishy activities in one of the villages …
… of course the poor fishermen needed some intense support from everybody …
.. and finally in the west of Accra, we found a beach near the coastal town of Elmina – famous for its fort and the huge fishing harbour.
Visible there’s rainy season, even if we rarely have any rains.
In the evening we had to see the thousands of fishing boats in Elmina …
… the castle …
… and the narrow lines filled with taxis, each filled with plenty of fish.
Next to Elmina is Cape Coast – another town with lots of more or less decaying buildings …
… and finally we reached the town of Shama, where we visited the old fort and admired all the plastic bags covering the whole wonderful beach.
And 2 end our 6pack of this post: if u want 2 buy something in most countries u need 2 drive to a shopping mall, search for some space 4 ur car, spend a lot of time searching the stuff u need and finally get a heavy discussion with some policemen for speeding on the way home.
In West Africa it’s more efficient: anyway u wait at any junction for the chaos 2 b sorted out. Simply open ur window, the mall arrives immediately.
Click below 2 c some examples of mobile West African Shopping malls.
