Afia African Village
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- Airport Transportation
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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TravelPod Member ReviewsAfia African Village Accra
The rooms were clean and the artwork was amazing!
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... it was full, and the long hallway entering the building was solid with people nearly back to the door! I don’t know how many airliners landed at about the same time, but there must have been two or perhaps three. We were on Delta/KLM, but British Airways, Lufthansa, Emirates and perhaps other major international carriers all land in the evening, so we must have hit the big rush – and the three of us ended up near the very end of the line. ...
... worse was the fact that the power in Kasoa was rarely on so imagine trying to sleep in a 90+ degree room with no airflow and horrible stomach pains and diarrhea...it was torture. Anyway, when I came to Accra last weekend I was sure to frequent the mall for some mild foods. It's the only place you can get dairy that's not in a can and produce that has been washed and grown in sanitary areas. I'm really glad to ...
... as more important things were going on. i sat by as dr glover explained to me what was happening and encouraged me to introduce myself to the rest of the staff in the staff room. they were also pretty nice and assured me that id learn a lot on dr glovers team.
i then went back to dr glovers operating room where i assisted with the removal of a very large lymph node from a young boys armpit. tbh all i did was sit and handle a few instruments, as ...
... have been able to hold it together better than I did! As soon as the taxi turned the corner to pick me up, I started crying instantly. KwabiNebo clung to me and tears were pouring down both of our faces. I gave all the kids a big hug goodbye and few special ones were holding tight to my legs. My goodbye was delayed because of Seth, the man who runs the orphanage, so I had to spend a good 20 mins like this which made it even worse. Finally it was time to let go, Kate took KwabiNebo ...
... we walked west toward Jamestown along High Street that follows the coast. Honestly, I’m not sure when exactly we entered Jamestown, but at some point the buildings became a bit more crowded and perhaps a tad more shabby, letting the weight of the years show through. Yet even as the buildings grew tired, the streets became more lively with market goers, boys and men of all ages playing games of soccer wherever a pitch could be laid, and sellers ...