Adventure to Kokrobite Beach

After our last week of classes, we decided to head to the beach.

I'm not sure if I have made this clear, but it generally takes a long time to get to most places. Five kilometers could take easily half an hour. That being said, we knew it would take forever to get to this beach, but it got great reviews. Rivky, Zahava, and I started our day early in the morning and left to get a tro-tro to Circle (which is on of the main tro-tro stations) so we can get to Kaneshi Station . Meanwhile, on the tro-tro I ask the guy next to me to tell me when to get off for Kaneshi Station. Turns out, that the tro-tro wasn't going there so we had to get off at Circle and then go to Kaneshi (which is like ten minutes away). The guy sitting next, Moses, tells me that it's too far to walk and we needed to take a bus. Moses and his friend walked with us for about ten minutes through markets and sewage to the bus stop and ended up coming on the bus with us from Circle to Kaneshi Station. We were all pretty confused with everything and just went with it. We were escorted by two random men and they even paid for our bus! When we got to Kaneshi, they took us to the next tro-tro, where we had to get off at the police barrier (that was the landmark for our stop). Sadly, we lost our escorts at that point and we thought we were going to be on our own. But as we were getting off at police barrier, two men told us they were also going to the same beach so we went together. We had to take a taxi from the police barrier to the beach, but there were five of us plus the driver. Somehow, I ended up sitting on one of the guys laps (who was half my size) in the front seat of the taxi. My head did not really fit in the car, which was quite unfortunate and my knee was blocking the gear shift of the dilapidated car. Every time the driver needed to switch gears, there was my knee blocking his way so I would have to shift my weight every time, trying not to crush the tiny Ghanaian man. Along the way, we stopped so that the Ghanaians could fill their huge inner-tube with air at a pump. After the stop, I made Zahava switch and I sat on her lap and the tiny Ghanaian man went to the back. But the problems with my head and knee still remained. In addition, we had a HUGE inner-tube, which was just held outside of the window for the remainder ten minutes of the drive.

After two tro-tro rides, a bus, and a taxi we arrived at the beautiful beach with our new friends. We ended up spending the day with them. It was really great and relaxing. The Ghanaians, Zahava and I swam and lied out in the sun and got burnt (just Zahava and I got burnt, though the Ghanaians were very concerned about the burns). Rivky and I took a walk and she played volleyball with random men (she was great...she almost got her serve over the net) and we saw a fishing boat come in with tons of fish and women standing there wait to collect their fish to go and sell. It was really interesting to watch this all happen. They had lots of fish that we could have bought, but I did not really want to deal with cutting off the head and fins. Not my cup of tea, to say the least.

Anyways, after a long day, we traveled back to Legon on the same long journey. We had not had water since Friday (it was Sunday) and we were pretty sandy so we managed to get water from our friends who live in the next block. I was pretty heated about the lack of water (you can ask my parents about that...) but we eventually got water back, after four days without it. It was pretty miserable and incredibly unsanitary. It seems that they may be more on top of the water situation now and I've gotten to be really good about hassling them about it.