| After some more heavy rain and the emergence of the
biggest snails in the garden I have ever seen, we tried once again to
update this site but with no luck. However, did see my first pygmy
today. Just wandering along the road, we both thought she was just a
small child until we saw the wrinkles. We explored the bustling Kejetia
market, which was enormous (apparently one of the largest in West
Africa) and quite hard going, as you walk along an unused railway to
negotiate around it. There was everything from Kente cloth, Batik,
Ashanti sandals and the most second hand clothing ever to dried
chameleons, chillies and beads. We stopped for one of these deep fried
doughnut type things, which Rob has developed a particular taste for.
Hopefully, it will help in putting some meat on his bones, as he is
skinny as ever right now. Me, well, am just the same as always. Sigh,
just so unfair! Decided it was time to head for the coast and drove out
to Dixcove via simple "drive south" navigation, as road signs
were not particularly abundant. Also ran over our first sheep today!
Quite a traumatic experience for me but more so for the sheep, I guess.
Luckily, Rob wasn't going very fast, so the poor thing jumped back up
and scurried off seemingly unscathed. We had been recommended to camp at
the Green Turtle Lodge, about 10km west of Dixcove and wow, what an
awesome place right on the beach. It's an eco-tourism project run by a
young English couple, Tom and Jo, to protect the turtles and help
benefit the local economy. We squeezed Dino in amongst the palm trees
for less than 2 each per night and had a wander around. Everything
is solar powered, they recycle shower water and the toilets are
self-composting. Everything is so beautifully done, using natural
products from the environment. It's a common thing for overlanders on
the way to SA to stop here and to never actually get any further. They
all buy land here and set up a lodge or build a house or something. Land
on the coast used to be dirt-cheap here, as the locals deem it as
useless and un-arable. However, they are fast cottoning on to the fact
that the Westerners see it as paradise so prices are rising fast.
Couldn't believe my luck, as Tom the owner, shares my passion for
sausages. They (the spicy Ghanaian beef ones) feature regularly on the
menu and apparently at their wedding, they only served Bangers and Mash.
Tom and I are gonna get just fine. |
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