Hey shugars … howdy?
Who’s enjoying the last of the raining season? I am.
I had been consistent with posts for a while before leaving this one to sit in drafts for two blinking weeks.. Forgive me.
*LONG POST ALERT …
I wanted to remember the highlights from the trip and this alcove is my journal of some sort, so I’m being intentional with writing this, cos I love having memories.
Speaking of memories, sadly my memory card got corrupted some days into the trip and I lost a lot of pics. The former Tamie would have gone into semi depressed mode….#PictureLoverandHoarder…The new tamie felt sad for a like an hour, slept off and moved on.
As I started this post i remembered a few travel moments that skipped my mind while writing the last post.
Coming from a country where coins are no more used , I found it quite cute that coins were still very much in use. It became a thing for me. I found myself looking forward to getting a new denomination of coin from the mate (conductor). And I kept a lil collection. Was kinda forced to spend them, but made sure I kept one for keepsake.
I enjoyed the Twi language and accent. I noticed most people spoke a mix of English and Twi. I loved it. 😊 I didn’t hear much of pidgin but the snatches I caught left me smiling.
Out and About
The tour started the day I arrived. I got a grand city tour with Barbara . We started out with a stop at the Accra mall, then drove round town…..like roooooooound town. Loved that.
Kwame Nkrumah Memorial Museum || Arts Center
Armed with directions and Google map I boarded a tro tro (bus) and headed off. The KNMM and Arts center are beside each other. My first stop was KNMM. I got a ticket at the gate and went in. I loved the environment. The air was so cool , there were lots of trees and fountains. First thing I noticed were most of the trees had little boards pinned in front of them with names of when they were planted, who planted them and on what occasion. First one I saw was planted by Robert Mugabe…lol. I walked round and looked for any planted by my country men and saw some. I loved the fountains. There was just something “attractive” about them.
After looking around and taking some pictures, I went to the museum proper. Taking Pictures aren’t allowed in there. Prior to this time, aside a faint idea of KN being a former president I knew nothing about him , so it was quite enlightening going through the museum. There were pictures, his books, clothes, Grand piano, desk, and other effects. Each pic had a story underneath. His car was also housed on the grounds.
I met a man who brought his kids to the museum. He told me his name was Sani but he was popular called Sani Abacha. 😃
When I was done looking around KNMM I went over to the Arts center. The center had some arranged stores filled with lots of African crafts. I went with the intention to window shop alone. There were varied crafts on display and lots of tourists around. Ended up buying two earrings before leaving. The pictures I took at the Arts center were part of the lost files. Selah
I visited James town during the Chale Wote week. But on the day we went there, there wasn’t much going on..We saw some artists going graffiti and preparing for the main event at the weekend.
Jamestown is a fishing town. It was interesting to see the Lighthouse and watch the fishermen with their boats against the strong winds of the sea. While the men were out fishing the women displayed and sold some of the catch..crayfish, fishes, octopus.
I saw this boat with some colourful flags and wanted to take a pic on it. Using the flags we traced the boat and met a guy – OnlyJah- who helped us unto the boat and did some paparazzi for us.
I planned to come back on Saturday to see some Chale Wote art, and meet up Funmi of funmiajalatravels. But by the time i was headed there, the traffic was legendary. Funmi also called saying the place was too crowded and she was leaving. I sharply turned back.
Makola / Madina market
We stopped by makola market the day we were headed to James town, so didn’t really spend much time there. I wanted to buy some fabrics , so that was basically what we did there.Lost the pictures I took there too.
Sometime within the week , I also went to Madina market to do some shopping. It’s not as big as Makola but also a busy one.
Legon Botanical Center
I had buzzed an blogger friend Prisy who lives in Accra and we later planned to meet up. And that took place at LBC. The botanical center is a beautiful nature endowed recreational center.
It had a large play area for kids, with lots for them to do and keep them busy. There was a canopy walk, an activity trail and a lil lake, with students all around. Families came in with their food and drinks , blankets and sat around to have picnics or just watch their kids play.
Priscy and I did the canopy walk, while her kids played. My oh my. Let’s just say my breathing only returned to normal when my feet was back on solid ground. There was also this rope adventure course…errrrrr, I didn’t have liver for that at the moment biko. But it was fun watching people sweat it out. Lol
I thoroughly enjoyed my time there.
My friend Mavis [May]and her family live in Taadi and was gracious to host me for some days. Taadi is in the western region of Ghana, about 4 hours road trip from Accra (but about 3 hours if using a private car). I boarded a VIP bus from the Kaneshie park to Taadi. It was a pleasant road trip, maybe the best I’ve had in a long time..yes , a lot had to do with the smooth roads!
Taadi reminded me of Benin City, Nigeria. A Simple and quiet city with less hustle and bustle. Again, I was taken on a drive tour of the city the day I arrived by my hosts.
May and her husband Jesse were the bomb! Great hosts!! May was on a mission to feed me fat, which (according to my waistline) she accomplished! Accra was to Tourist Tamie , Taadi was to Vacation Tamie [food and rest].
Vienna City Beach
My hosts took me to have dinner here one evening and it was a lovely one. It’s a bar/ resort on the beach. We went at night so didn’t get much of the sea view but took a walk on the beach after dinner. The ambience and weather was really cool.
I experienced something funny in Taadi. People seemed to be at ease with cats walking around and lounging in public places. I counted not less than 8 cats of different colours and sizes jes strolling and hanging around. As a correct Naija babe I’m sure you can guess what I was doing in my mind. Hehehehehe. It was the same at Best Western Hotel when we stopped by there. Cats were just all around and people weren’t bothered. Odiegwu.
The most interesting book I’ve read this year is Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi , which coincidentally was set in Ghana, read my review here. The visit to Elmina was emotional.
The Elmina castle is one of the most important stops on the slave trade route. The tour guide mentioned the castle is about 500years old. It was initially run by the Portuguese, then the Dutch and lastly by the British. The view from outside was so pretty but within, the castle held so many untold stories. The tour started from the ground floors which held the dungeons for the prisoners. The female dungeon was something else, it still had a strong awful smell. When we proceeded to the upper quarters where the officials stayed the difference was clear. It was so airy, with natural air-conditioner from the sea below.
As I listened to the stories from the tour guide and remembered some of what I had read about the slave trade era, it really brought it home. Imagining all the slaves went through was more real to me and quite saddening.
One amusing thing I heard on this trip was ” You don’t sound Nigerian”. #FatherLord. First it was the uber driver that picked me up, then Barbara, and then my fellow Nigerian on the flight back. For the Ghanaians I concluded that what they meant was I didn’t have an Igbo, Yoruba or Hausa accent. For the Nigerian I just didn’t gerrit. He actually said I sounded a bit Ghanaian.
When I went to get snacks at a kiosk in KNMM, I met a lady who told me she was referred to as Omo Lagos by her family. In the 80`s Her parents were living in lagos and her mum was pregnant with her and almost due when they left Nigeria during the #ghanamustgo period. She was born few weeks after the return to Ghana. As we continued talking she asked “so are you an uche, ngozi or amaka” . I laughed and asked her if those were the names of other Nigerians she had met, she said she enjoys Nollywood and those are the popular names she remembers from there.
On getting back, I found some random reminders like luggage stamp from Kaneshie park, KNMM entry ticket, airtime stub etc….so I created a scrap page in my journal with them.
I also brought back a coin to add to my coin collection ( I have a collection of old Nigerian coins and notes)
It was a beautiful trip and experience in all.
It’s been long and stretched but thank you for reading along and sharing my memories.
Bubbles of love