Showing posts with label Ghana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ghana. Show all posts

7.26.2011

Adventures of RyC & Afua: Accra, Ghana Pt 2

Our time in Ghana continued with a tour through the capital, Accra.



Kwame Nkrumah Mausoleum
 The Kwame Nkrumah Mausoleum is a memorial dedicated to Ghana's first President who was a very prominent leader in the Independence of Ghana from the British colonial rule.

 RyC is a HUMUNGOUS lover of soccer (football). He loves soccer "like a fat kid loves cake."  He played soccer most of his life and he was a pretty awesome player in high school.  I think he still has it in him.  Anyway, he has this thing for soccer stadiums which means that wherever we go, we have to go see the soccer stadiums there.  Ghana was no exception.

Hearts of Oak-Ohene Djan Stadium

   
Makola Market

I showed off my old school to RyC. There had certainly been some changes that I was very pleased to see.


For example.....OLD SCHOOL WAYS

NEW SCHOOL....
Much better improvement


We also went to visit my Aunt who lives up in Aburi Mountains
 Pretty hotel in Aburi-can't remember the name


On Christmas day, my Uncle had a party at his house.  It was a fun party, filled with lots of food, drinks and most importantly dancing!  I remembered just how much my family loves to dance.   
 
RyC boogeying down with the fam

The party was the perfect end to our Christmas vacay in Ghana.



7.14.2011

Adventures of RyC & Afua: Accra, Ghana Pt 1


It had been about a decade since I'd last been in Ghana (my homeland).  After postponing the trip many times, I finally made it back home last Christmas and RyC was along for the ride.  It was a great experience for the both of us.  He saw first hand where I came from, met some of my family members and I saw all the changes/growth that had occured in ten years.  We both had a blast celebrating Christmas in Accra with my family.

 I like to think that to celebrate my homecoming, my cousins planned a night out on the town.  Jet lagged and all, we still managed to make it out.

The last time I saw some of cousins, they were these tiny little boys and girls, so I was a bit shocked when I saw them holding a glass of wine and died a little when they were actually drinking it!

Starting off the night with a toast...cheers!


Later on, we shamelessly crashed a birthday party and took over the dance floor


Next on the agenda...Bojo Beach.  Getting there is an experience in itself considering the roads are a bit pot holey but it's all worth it.
Me and my "all grown up" cousins...they all used to be little munchkins


We gathered around, ordered some kebab (which tastes a lot different than the kebabs in the U.S.), laughed, teased each other, and reminisced about the past.  It was amazing to see that even after ten years and everyone lives going in various directions (marriage, children, college, etc), we still have the same type of fun.  And that I missed and still miss a lot.
Since I was the only child with my parents, my cousins are my siblings.  Not being able to be around them as much saddens me so I was very appreciative that I was able to hang out with them, gossip, hug, laugh, tease, drink, eat, and enjoy life with them even for a few days. 



RyC and I HAD to visit some tourist sites, so we made our way to the infamous Cape Coast Castle.  Cape Coast Castle is one of the tourist sights that EVERYONE MUST see when they visit Ghana.  Even President Obama and his fam toured the castle in July 2009.  Yes, it's that important!

The castle was built by the Swedish for trading goods then turned into a place of keeping slaves, before shipping them off. 
 
I had been to the castle during my elementary school years.  As a little girl, any excursions I went on was a fun day out of school or an exciting trip with my family. I didn’t quite comprehend the significance of the excursions.  This time, as an adult, it was of course a different experience.
 The significant part of the tour for me was when the tour guide led us into the dark dungeons where thousands male and female slaves were imprisoned.  The conditions of the dungeons described by the tour guide were horrific.  I just couldn’t help feeling depressed and angry at the inhumanity of the slave trade.

The tour guide described showed us what used to be the tunnel that led from the male dungeon to the beach where the ships would be docked to be loaded with the slaves.  After, slavery was abolished, the entrance to the tunnel was covered.  The symbolism of that act, was touching to me.


I knew about the history of the Cape Coast Castle as a school girl in Ghana but it is quite different when you actually visit the Castle.  It all becomes real and not just some story you read in a book.


After visiting the castle, we then went to Kakum National Park.  The tour of the park begins with an educative nature walk and ends with a death gripping stunt (not really!).  However you have to walk across this.....
...SCARY CANOPY WALKWAY
..
I don't know if you can tell that I was a TINY bit scared.  Boy was I happy when it was over!