So what DOES one do on a 30 hour bus trip anyways?
Jason and I just arrived back from a mini-Ghana excursion. We had a bit of time to take a “break” and put on our adventurous travel backpacks and hit the road. SO we started with a 16 hour bus ride from Ouagadougou to Kumasi in Ghana. We did most things you can imagine to pass the time: read books, did crosswords, cross-stitching, exercise band (no joke), ipod….and watched some interested Ghana soap operas with Christian themes (it’s an incredibly Christian nation). Here’s some bus trip pictures for your viewing delight:
Okay- so uploading on this blog is a pain. We’re going to put some other pictures up on facebook depicting some of the rest of the trip.
We had some fun times in Ghana though anyways…eating fried plantains and beans, playing in the very fierce and powerful waves of the Atlantic and touring the historic slave castles (some of the oldest European buildings outside of Europe and south of the Sahara). We enjoyed the many aventures of tro-tros and cab rides with goats under our seats butting our legs, and riding in a station wagon with 8 of us (5 seater) with me on Jason’s lap hitting my head on the roof… We stayed in interesting dormitory like backpackers places (no top-sheets, no soap, no towels, shared bathrooms) and at a nicer resort where we got gauged for a bowl of icecream. yay tourism. We got to experience friendly Ghanians with their strange sounding English helping us find our way, and strange Ghanian ‘black market’ currency exchange booths at the back of stores, run by Arabs (?). We also got asked a hundred times “what is your name” and “where are you going” and got shuffled around the crazy Kumasi central market with sights, sounds, and smells abundantly beyond our senses’ ability to take it all in (and Ghanians yelling out “small girl, small girl!” Jason got to do back flips on the beach with some kids (show off =) and we watched true soccer fans cheer on the Ghana team in their semi-final game at the bus station…and play soccer barefoot on the beach. We saw pigs eating jellyfish on the beach (what?), men in Togas, and the whole town of Cape Coast at one point wearing black, and then the next day wearing white and black (for a funeral). The lush green of Ghana was a nice change from Burkina, but well, we were still in africa so efficiency wasn’t the strong point of their transportation and cleanliness and hygiene was far from reality with their open sewer systems running along every road-way and the beach being a public latrine. BUT overall, we had a lovely little adventure and are glad to be somewhat almost home. We missed the friendly Burkinabe and the dry heat of Burkina (it was over 32 degrees and 60% humidity in Ghana = sweating!!) and look forward to our home stretch of ministry in Mahadaga!