Where to begin? Ghana was overwhelming… this being my first travel experience to a developing country. The mass of people scratching out a living… open sewers, children dodging in and out of traffic to sell their wares, insanely dangerous driving conditions, the realization that white skin = dollar signs, the disparity between the white hotel guests and the entirely African hotel staff, the stifling humidity and Sahara sands. It was like a living National Geographic experience. I felt such a mixture of amazement and respect for these people who are scraping together a life with so few material resources, guilt for my good fortune, fear from venturing waaay outside my comfort zone, and gratefulness for the ability to be awakened to a whole different world. It’s all still sinking in, and I definitely look forward to returning next month when Todd has another long layover. I want to reach a point of comfort and ease within this culture. To gain more insight and understanding. I want to feel like I’ve made some sort of personal connection. This trip was dipping my toe in the pool… I want to eventually be able to dive right in.
Labadi Beach beyond the roped off hotel area.
Canopy tour in quickly diminishing rain forest.
St. George Castle, Elmina, Ghana
A former slave castle where slaves were held in unimaginable conditions for months before being shipped overseas. This is the door they would travel through from their dungeons to board the slave ships.
Typical home in Elmina.
Fishing is the main livelihood in Elmina. These fish are smoked and sold all over the region.