As weeks go on, everyday continues to get better and better. It is making the thought of leaving almost unbearable. It’s been a while since I have posted a blog but Ghanian time is almost worse than Cuban time and plans don’t always workout. Two weekends ago I visited Wli Waterfalls, the tallest waterfall in West Africa and without a doubt the most beautiful waterfall in the world. After a gorgeous 45 minute hike through the forest we spent the day at the waterfall. If you were near or under the waterfall and began to screamed the water would come down harder and the bats would begin the fly overhead, it was a blast! After our time there we ate lunch at an amazing restaurant that overlooked both the lower and upper falls. The view, the company, and the food was out of this world.
Last weekend we took a long weekend away from Tafi Atome. After a trotro, ferry, trotro, bus, trotro, and a taxi we arrived at a beach in Accra. Our hotel room was a 20 second walk away from the beach. We spent the night there listening to music and watching cultural performances, while drinking piña coladas out of coconuts…can you say paradise! The next day we ventured to equally beautiful Cape Coast, also known as, the Gold Coast and unfortunately the Slave Coast. There we visited the Cape Coast Castle, one of the many slave castles in Ghana. The experience was emotional and eye opening. But something that amazed me was the positive outlook that Ghanians had on such an inhuman practice. The tour guide explained that because of this Africans are now all over the world but will always know their roots. The “point of no return” is what was written above the door from inside the castle, this is what the slaves went through before sent to their various destinations. Now outside the castle on that door reads “the point of return”, it goes to show that Ghana is still home. Believe it or not within an hour we went from the beach to a rainforest. It is here we went on a Canopy Walk, it was a series of 7 rope bridges that varied from 11 to 40 meters off the forest floor. Ghana’s beauty never fails to surprise me! After our adventurous weekend and 9 hours of traveling back, we were greeted by some great news in Tafi Atome. The women’s organization had previously been struggling to get started. But once we got back they surprised us with 20+ headbands and a number of gorgeous dresses! I cannot wait until these works of art are sold back in the states (get ready to buy!). This past week we moved into Josephine’s house and I am so happy we did. Now I believe I have completely immersed myself in the culture. At Wilson’s, because it was the volunteers house, I felt sheltered and as if we were being catered to because we were American. In the past three days, I have fetched water from the stream, gathered fire wood from the farm, did laundry at the river, and helped make a variety of Ghanian meals. And I learned all these things are much harder than they seem. It’s actually pretty embarrassing, Josephine, who is 14 makes it look so easy but I am still sore from fetching water and pounding cassava for Fufu and Banku is no joke, except when I am doing it everyone finds it funny. We have even learned a bit more of Ewe. It turns out “your mother is going to beat you” and “you’re beautiful” sound very similar in Ewe…we are sure to have made some kids scared to go home.