view across river

view across river

Bathing Beauty

Bathing Beauty

Ada Foah (Aadah Foe)

Another fabulous driver with a crappy car. This time the car worked fine, was relatively comfortable (older small station wagon with well over 100,000 km), no A/C but we lucked out with a really nice breeze and mild weather, as long as the windows were rolled down, oops, the windows don’t go up, we only had to stop to change a flat tire with about 20 km to go. Our driver, Samuel was really fast, under 10 minutes for that tire change.

We drove EAST. Who knows how far, for it takes about 45 minutes to get out of Accra, and the rest is pretty straight forward. Through Tema, the next largest city and the home of our captive shipment, for another 1 hour 20 minutes. Down a dirt road, to Tsarley Korpey’s, our digs for the weekend.  Ada Foah is a small, small  village, home of the Ghana Sailing Club (where Sarah was a few weekends ago). How small is small? A couple of really nice private homes, and a few mud huts. The stuff you see in magazines—open fires, women gathering palm fronds for firewood, people hanging their butts to the wind to poo in holes made at the shore—not a bad view for pooing!

We were right on the river, the water lapping underneath the covered deck. From our room, you could hear the ocean, see the river, but not sea the ocean. There were locals taking water taxis—an oarman and 6-12 people on his “dugout.” There were a few Obronis—whites—on motor boats and jet skis. There were 1 or 2 locals in sailboats, dug-outs, using square sails made from rice sacks, the obronis had small sailboats with the regular type sail. It was all very sweet. The food was inexpensive, plentiful and very tasty. And that is the important part, right?

We met a couple, mom Ghanaian, dad German, two sons, gr 2 and gr 5. Mom hadn’t lived here for 20 years—lots of visiting though . (One son got into Lincoln, the other, no room in 5th grade, so he is at the British School). Another family from LCS was there too—staying at the sailing club—Jeff got to borrow a Kayak and Sarah got to go out with her friend Hannah in a little two person Lazer sailboat–(Allegra had EPA—and needed to stay near the bathroom) : (   Turns out over dinner, Sailing club family knows villager that German family knows and both are great friends of the mutual guy from a village wayyyyyy in the north. (Village guy had studied in Finland with sailing guy and have children around the same ages). So Ghanaian woman gets on her iphone and rings Village man in Finland (He is on a project there) and gives phone to American (married to Finnish woman) sailing man and come to find out, after not talking to each other for ten years, village man is coming to Accra for work and will stay with American sailing man! CRAZY! (Ghana woman was born and raised in Accra but family is from way up North, so she considers herself from up North, a common relation here.

Sailing man is quite interesting—Harvard Doc, where he met his Finnish wife. Grew up himself in Kenya and Ethiopia (white) and took a post with his family as Peace Corp Doc in Ghana MANY years ago and then came back in 2001 for 3 years and is now in his third year back on an anti-malaria campaign.

Our cabdriver showed up early (!) this morning and we left for Accra uneventfully at 10am. Now I am posting to you. Toby came with and enjoyed himself immensely. $200 for “family suite” room that included HUGE and delicious breakfast. (we ran out of electricity this morning—no showers—and a bucket to flush) $70 in food—2 nights of dinner (fresh fish, grilled chicken, fresh fish fingers, spaghetti, French salad, etc, 1 lunch for all plus one, snacks, sodas, pineapple smoothies, and extra coffee, beer, and $60 for cab there and back. Very reasonable for a river front hotel with great view and having the pool to oneself (we were the only overnight guests, I think).

Time to quit and go find some ice cream.  L’Shanah Tovah! Xoxoxo Amy

PS On Friday our school celebrated the UN International Day of Peace—95% of the kids and staff wore white. We met on the field for a minute of silence. It was totally amazing.

PPS On Saturday before we left for Ada Foah, we participated in the International

Beach Clean-up—something our family has been doing in So. Co. for years. La Beach really needed the help. You could stand in one spot for the entire two hours. Sad. (one condom, one condom wrapper, and one syringe, and a bazillion straws, candy wrappers, and bits of plastic).

PPPS No water at home from Friday morn to Hopefully now—Tuesday mid-morn.

Fun!

Fun!

Lucky us

Lucky us

School in white

School in white

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