by phil | Sep 3, 2010 | Ghana, Stories, W. Africa
Leaving Takoradi, I took a tro-tro to Agona Junction, a traffic circle that has become a small village. From there I needed to find a car to Akwidaa, the fishing village closest to where I was headed. The tro-tro (there is only one that goes to Akwidaa) had left...
by phil | Sep 1, 2010 | Ghana, Stories, W. Africa
Blazing out of Accra, red earth, two story termite mounds, and green everything else. On the bus to Takoradi, I was pleasantly hypnotized by the scene outside my window when the driver decided to let a pastor on board. The pastor yelled into our ears for two hours....
by phil | Aug 7, 2010 | Ghana, W. Africa
Tro-tros are privately run minibuses. They are crowded, uncomfortable and they break-down frequently. They are also incredibly cheap. Within a city, fares are a matter of cents. Every tro-tro has three components: a barely functioning vehicle, a driver, and a mate....
by phil | Jul 12, 2010 | Ghana, Stories, W. Africa
After spending an hour and a half in two different cramped and dilapidated minibuses, I am looking for a shared taxi to my final destination: Beach Road. My first couchsurfing experience has led me to the western-most neighborhoods of Accra, Ghana. Dansuman, Shiabu,...
