01/25/2020 and 01/26/2020, Alone to the beach and trip to Accra
E phatlaladitšwe: 03.02.2020
Ingwadiše go Lengwalo la Ditaba
On Saturday morning, I went to the beach. This time alone....
First, I had to go to the main road to catch the right Trotro.
After I managed to do that, I had to transfer at the hospital to get to the beach.
Luckily, I managed to do that without any further problems. However, it's not that easy here as a 'foreigner', because there are obviously no marked bus stops or timetables.
The drivers only shout out some destinations from the window in unclear English.
But if you don't know your way around here, you obviously don't know if the place you want to go is on the route.When I arrived at the beach, I explored it first and walked along the water. The beach was pretty empty, so I could find a quiet spot.
But after only 5 minutes, the first guy came up and bombarded me with questions. I have to admit that my answers were very brief and I tried to make it clear to him that I wanted to be alone.
In total, there were 5 men who approached me that day and tried to invite me for a drink or something for sure for 10 minutes.
After a while, I have to admit that I was pretty annoyed by it. In those moments, it would have been nice not to be alone, but I also wanted to explore the area 'without company' and make independent trips.At some point, I moved between 2 fishing boats.
There I could relax and sunbathe because I couldn't be seen that well. It was only there that I dared to lie on the beach in a bikini. That was absolutely impossible before!
I have to admit that unfortunately I got quite sunburned on my arms, legs, and back, even though I had put on sunscreen.
You really can't underestimate the sun here, even if it's cloudy.On the way back, I walked about 5 km to get to the next 'stop'.
It was really exhausting in the heat and dusty air, but also interesting to see the surroundings not from a car or Trotro.When I got home, I got to eat bananas with a fish sauce... contrary to expectations, it was really tasty.On Sunday, James and I set off for Accra around noon.
To strengthen ourselves, we bought bofot on the side of the road, which is a sweet dough ball that tastes really good.Actually, we wanted to visit the market, but unfortunately, there was only emptiness there.
We will probably try again next Saturday early in the morning.But what really shocked me was all the trash lying around (see pictures)... not a pretty sight and also very smelly in these temperatures.At the Art Center, where you can buy all sorts of African things like drums, bags, clothes, etc., I was constantly approached by the salespeople.
And even often in German :D
Honestly, it was very annoying because you couldn't look in peace as things were immediately pushed on you.
According to James, it's not that bad at the market... we'll see if he's right.
First, I had to go to the main road to catch the right Trotro.
After I managed to do that, I had to transfer at the hospital to get to the beach.
Luckily, I managed to do that without any further problems. However, it's not that easy here as a 'foreigner', because there are obviously no marked bus stops or timetables.
The drivers only shout out some destinations from the window in unclear English.
But if you don't know your way around here, you obviously don't know if the place you want to go is on the route.When I arrived at the beach, I explored it first and walked along the water. The beach was pretty empty, so I could find a quiet spot.
But after only 5 minutes, the first guy came up and bombarded me with questions. I have to admit that my answers were very brief and I tried to make it clear to him that I wanted to be alone.
In total, there were 5 men who approached me that day and tried to invite me for a drink or something for sure for 10 minutes.
After a while, I have to admit that I was pretty annoyed by it. In those moments, it would have been nice not to be alone, but I also wanted to explore the area 'without company' and make independent trips.At some point, I moved between 2 fishing boats.
There I could relax and sunbathe because I couldn't be seen that well. It was only there that I dared to lie on the beach in a bikini. That was absolutely impossible before!
I have to admit that unfortunately I got quite sunburned on my arms, legs, and back, even though I had put on sunscreen.
You really can't underestimate the sun here, even if it's cloudy.On the way back, I walked about 5 km to get to the next 'stop'.
It was really exhausting in the heat and dusty air, but also interesting to see the surroundings not from a car or Trotro.When I got home, I got to eat bananas with a fish sauce... contrary to expectations, it was really tasty.On Sunday, James and I set off for Accra around noon.
To strengthen ourselves, we bought bofot on the side of the road, which is a sweet dough ball that tastes really good.Actually, we wanted to visit the market, but unfortunately, there was only emptiness there.
We will probably try again next Saturday early in the morning.But what really shocked me was all the trash lying around (see pictures)... not a pretty sight and also very smelly in these temperatures.At the Art Center, where you can buy all sorts of African things like drums, bags, clothes, etc., I was constantly approached by the salespeople.
And even often in German :D
Honestly, it was very annoying because you couldn't look in peace as things were immediately pushed on you.
According to James, it's not that bad at the market... we'll see if he's right.
Ingwadiše go Lengwalo la Ditaba
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