DAY 3 GHANA- Kokrobite Beach

I think today was my favorite day in Ghana! We woke up early and went to meet Fred in Accra for another adventure.  We had heard about a beach town a few hours away and wanted to go explore.  So, Fred navigated the tro-tro system and after 2hours, 3 packed tro-tro rides, and a taxi ride we made it to paradise!  The beach was absolutely gorgeous and lined with colorful fisherman boats loaded with nets.  We were at a ‘resort’ called Big Milly’s in Kokrobite.  It was a Rastafarian culture with shacks selling clothing, beads, or paintings.  Even though we were there on a Tuesday (a taboo day to fish in Ghanaian culture) Fred was still able to get a local fisherman to take us out on his fishing boat.   Unfortunately I couldn’t jump out of the boat like Tammy, Stephen, and Chris did since I had fallen in the sewage gutter the night before and had an open wound (haha), but it was still a blast cruising around the water and seeing the shoreline from the sea.  

After our adventure, Fred took us to meet his Aunt in the surrounding village. We walked all through the community dancing with the children, giving out stickers, and talking to the adults about their fishing lifestyle.  They even offered us some freshly charred fish, but we turned around and saw hundreds of flies swarming the pile so politely declined.   Fred’s aunt was so friendly.  She let us try a maize drink that they were making and also took us to her daughter’s seamstress shop.   On the way back toward the beach one of the local men stopped Fred and told him that the village chief wanted to meet us.  Fred briefed us on appropriate behavior around the chief and led us over.  The chief had recently gotten back from Italy and was so happy to see us visiting his village.  He warned us that his people are not honest, good people and that we should watch our belongings closely at night. 

It was getting dark so we headed back toward a restaurant in the sand next door to Big Milly’s which was rumored to have the best cheeseburgers in Ghana.   After an hour and a half wait, we finally got our burgers and enjoyed them thoroughly.  We headed back through the village toward the main road and caught a cab to the nearest tro-tro to begin our journey back toward Accra for another night out on the town. 

Just like every other country, our days have been incredibly long and packed with exciting adventures.  Some people joke that this program should be called ‘Semester without Sleep’ because we truly make the best of every minute we have in port for fear of missing out on something great.  Tomorrow is already our last day, but Fred still has a few more things in store for us!