Breakfast is at 8.30 today, leaving at 9am so we got a sleep in, yay! In Ghana-Time of course, breakfast came about 9.30am, which was fine by us, taking advantage of our last opportunity to sit by the beach.
Another of our group had a birthday today, Amy from the US, Happy Birthday, Amy! Amy kindly gave everyone a New York Yankees original merchandise cap. That's 2 continents now that give presents on their own birthdays! The caps were magnificently well timed to keep shaded in the sun for our tree walk adventure.
Next stop was the treetop walk at Kakuma national park. Walking up to the treetop walk through tropical rainforest, I was already sweating heavily, but when I stepped out onto the 200mm wide plank of timbers that were held up by rope and wire, the heart started beating very fast and pumping adrenaline like nobodies business. They assured us it has been rated to take 8,000 kilos, but as it bounced and swung above what felt like a perilous drop below, that 8k kgs was cold comfort. They don't get too many people my size on it after all. In fact I had sweated so much, my day backpack was soaked through, causing the camera to get moisture in it, and it stopped working too! Hopefully just temporary. It was great fun, and I've got hopefully some great photos I will try to upload to the blog if the camera comes back to life.
I also can't reply to comments on the blog, for some reason it accepts my reply and then just doesn't do anything, but be assured I read them all.
We had lunch in the forest, and feeling the after affects of the adrenaline surge, I opted for what I thought would be a safe option - Lasagne. Well, you can see in the picture below what came out, which they assured me was lasagne, but the one bite I had of it - It was more like a pastie. I couldn't bring myself to eat it however, the visual assault of what it looked like to me was just too real, and too adventurous from the safe dish I was looking for. So Ghana Lasagne:
Meals aside, the Ghana people must wonder how we get any shopping done by having to inefficiently visit shops all the time. Like mentioned in an earlier blog, almost everything can be bought in traffic in Ghana, need bread on the way home, no problem, need a freshly killed Grasscutter (bush rat), that's no problem either. A Grasscutter is a bit bigger than a small dog, and apparently they taste a bit like goat. I havn't been presented with an opportunity to try yet, and I wasn't going to cook my own.
Back to the reality of work tomorrow, roll on week 2!
- Keep on Rockin'. Dwight.
Location:Liver Pool Rd,Elmina,Ghana
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