Just Beachy: Ghana, Day 2
Alyssa and I met our SAS group in the Union at 8 AM. We were scheduled to be a part of the Cape Coast Historical Overnight, a day in Kakum National Park, overnight in a hotel, and then a day at the Cape Coast and Elmina slave castles and dungeons. We hopped on the bus and began the long journey to Kakum (it was to take about four hours). It was an older bus, and we whizzed through the Ghanain traffic like we had a police escort…because we did. The cops on their motorcycles parted traffic as if it were the Red Sea and caused the Ghanaian commuters to add valuable time to their already arduous journey. It was rather embarrassing, especially after having learned about imperialism and the oppression by the whites in that part of the African continent.
After a rather uneventful bus ride, we arrived at the national park. We were immediately ushered to the path that led up to the treetop canopy for our jungle walk. I got really excited when the guides told us that there were forest elephants in the park, but then immediately disappointed when they told us we wouldn’t be seeing anything. We climbed a bit and I sweat a lot. I didn’t realize how much of a sweater I am, I guess I’m just not used to the extreme humidity of West Africa. We reached the beginning of the suspension bridges that span the treetops, so we went one by one. They were an average of 40 meters off the forest floor, which was damn high. It was an incredible view, however, and I am definitely happy I don’t have a fear of heights.
Walking amongst the treetops in Africa was an incredible experience. We walked back down the path and ran across a very small tree viper, a snake of the poisonous variety. Everyone snapped photos of the tiny little creature as if we had run across a forest elephant. We hopped back on the bus and drove for twenty minutes before we reached the little restaurant where we were to have lunch. The food was delicious; as it included all the fried plantains that I could eat (did I mention that I love fried plantain?). We boarded the bus yet again and drove to our hotel, the Elmina Beach Resort.
After checking in, Alyssa and I negotiated with our roommates so that we’d be able to room together. We inspected our accommodations and were more than satisfied when we realized that the hotel had free WiFi and our room was right on the beach looking out on the Gulf of Guinea. We debated whether or not to go out drinking with our fellow travelers, but decided that staying in and getting on Skype for four hours was the better option. It was a rare opportunity where I was able to talk as much as I wanted and I took full advantage of it. Dinner was at 7 PM and it was…interesting. There were fish heads and weird dough balls involved, I tried it but I found it unappetizing.
After more Skyping, Alyssa and I headed back to our beachfront room to wash the sweat and Ghanaian dirt off of us and go to sleep. We ended up watching what can only be described as an African soap opera, which was the worst thing I’ve ever seen but also probably the most entertaining. How I wish I were as talented as the guys on Mystery Science Theater 3000.
We fell asleep to the sound of the waves crashing on the rocks outside our room.