15 shkurt 2020 dhe 16 shkurt 2020, ekskursion në Ada Foah

In the morning at 6 o'clock, we took the trotro to Ada Foah, a city in eastern Ghana, located at the mouth of the Volta River. The journey took about 2.5-3 hours, but it was quite interesting to see how the landscape changes, so it wasn't too boring :D

Upon arriving in Ada Foah, I met up with John. John is the father of Leticia, who lives with us as a foster child.
First, we drove to the village where he lives and the ride there was already very exciting. As almost always, the dirt road was full of potholes and there were cacti and palms along the roadside. We drove through several small villages, and for the first time, I also saw real mud huts here.
John showed me his village and we had fresh mango as a refreshment, which tastes completely different from mangoes in Germany.
Then we continued towards the Volta River. To get there, we had to pass through a small village of mud huts and through palm trees.
When we arrived there, we took a break at a beach camp and drank from fresh coconuts. Those who know me know that I'm not a big fan of coconuts, but the coconuts here taste completely different and super delicious. And even though there was unfortunately a lot of trash on the beach, it was beautiful with all the palm trees.

Later, we bought our dinner by the roadside: we had kenkey (a type of fermented corn dumpling) with pepper and fried fish.
I'm slowly getting used to eating fish. You eat the whole fish, including bones, etc. Luckily, you can leave out the head :D

Later, we set off again and picked up two friends of John's to take a walk along the road. Honestly, Saturday nights are ten times busier on the road than during the day. Everyone comes out of their huts and sings and dances to loud music.
As a snack, we had some pineapple, which has been my favorite fruit so far here.On Sunday morning, I wanted to go back home relatively early to avoid sitting in the midday heat in the stuffy and sweaty trotro. A motorcycle driver then took John and me to the bus stop. Honestly, I was quite nervous because I had never ridden a motorcycle before, let alone with two other people and without a helmet... I didn't feel comfortable with that at all! But here, it's everyday life.