Frankie's Hotel and Restaurant
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In the four weeks of volunteering and traveling throughout Ghana i still missed whole regions, but were able to enjoy scenery and wildlife as well as history and architecture. Cape Coast was one of my favourite experiences visiting the slave castle and learning about the history of the slave trade . Being a stones throw away from a very large crocodile and having a monkey sit on my shoulder We managed to even go to the beaches on the coast , and surf in the sea watch the fisherman ...
... sometime in the future, but I have no idea when. Now I'm back in Accra, everyone's favorite characterless sprawling polluted dirty African metropolis. Tomorrow I'm doing some half-hearted sight seeing before I fly out at 22:10! Not only am I spending my last night in Ghana in the same hotel as I spent my first night, I'm also spending it in the same room, and the same ...
... a real treat, a local group will be
performing on the stage.
What a treat it
was, the music was absolutely blaring, the singing was monotonous and
out of tune and it went on until just gone 2 am. At that time music
was still going on next door and so there was little sleep last
Today we set of
on the moped to the Angolan Embassy. We got there alright ...
... There was a large group in the restaurant, and when I asked they said there was a convention in the meeting hall. I'm not sure the organization, but with the number of westerners present it seems likely it was for an aid agency of some kind.
The rest of the afternoon I have been able to catch up on some work in my room. Tomorrow I'll meet with at least one man who wanted to see me, and finish packing and preparing to head on over to ...
... What is astonishing is that it never stopped sounding since I arrived. It would get louder or faster but it never stopped... I'm not sure whether it's because they have a Saturday night fever as well or it's just the perk of living in a Township. Around 4 am I thought the DJ was drunk because he didn't seem to hit the right notes and get together with the beat when I realized that it's actually a guy singing prayers ...