M Plaza Hotel
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... bed ,sharing my home with every creature you could think of watching the fire flies ,the sun set and rise talking to strangers on the street eating fresh pineapple and coconut plantain chips and jilaf rice . I didn’t actually cry, when leaving the schools the villages the towns but I was close to it saying goodbye to people who’ve become close friends since being here was hard to walk away from , And now In the back of the taxi taking our last crazy drive on roads that ...
... tourist attraction, it had a large sign angrily telling me not to take photographs! After 3 hours, that had concluded my sightseeing tour, and I came back to relax in my air conditioned room. I'm just about to get ready for my flight, so this will be my last entry in Ghana! I'm going to eat in a restaurant which is made out of a converted MD-DC-10 aircraft, as I didn't fancy eating in the restaurants inside the airport!
... today. It had rained heavy during
the night and the road was flooded in places. At one we slid in the
mud and sat down. I ended up with a bruised elbow, chin and leg
whilst Mike had no damage! The main problem was that our clothes were
covered in mud. A couple of local got some clean water and cloths
which they gave us to clean up so not too bad when we left for the
embassy. At the Embassy we submitted the paperwork and had our
fingerprints taken, but ...
... of the time we were on typically rough and pot holed Ghanaian roads, but once we reached the main coastal highway it was pretty smooth sailing. In spite of the instability of the cars suspension, we made it just fine. The real danger appears to be only when you get above about 50 mph - and that was not very often, so not too much to worry about!
I was able to check right in to the hotel, and then went down to the restaurant for a late ...
... 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 ...