Part Two
So the drive to Kumasi was a bit cramped but not bad otherwise. Can I just say that in between cities in Ghana there is ongoing scenery of green foiliage and rainforest, savannah-ish landscaping and it is absolutely, amazingly beautiful. In addition to the Cape Coast beaches, the foliage in parts of Ghana that haven’t been urbanized yet are really quite breathtaking.
So, we make it to the hotel; a really nice place with A/C, running water and breakfast included and the two rooms were triples, but we had 8 people so we just snuck the last two in. We sat for a bit and then walked around Kumasi searching for the market. We thought we’d found it, but it wasn’t that big nor that great and we were hungry. So we went to this place that served American cuisine that the people in my group had read about in their guidebook and had been lusting after ever since. Joan (our token Ghanaian who usually takes the reins and leads us everywhere even though technically she doesn’t know because she didn’t grow up in Ghana much less Cape Coast lol. [Like I said, that key Ghanaian accent helps out]) hadn’t come with us to Kumasi so I had to step in as the token African and pretend I knew what I was doing. We made it to Vic Baboo’s Café and sat and ate burgers with ketchup and my team members basically cried tears of joy about it. I don’t understand why since I personally love some rice everyday, but whatever. The burger was good, can’t lie.
Anyway, my cousin (shout out to Dezzy and I being in the same place at the same time in Ghana, whoop whoop!) was planning on going out with her group from Yale so I thought it would be fun to have a little American meet up in Kumasi. But she wasn’t texting back and my group was getting cold feet about it. By the time 9:30 rolled around, Dezzy’s group was back in the hotel, apparently not going out at all, and my group was at some random outdoor Bar [called Eclipse] on the side of the road buying 1cedi sodas (lol jk that was just me, everyone else was getting beers and Smirnoff’s) and listening to loud African music. One of the kids in our group befriended a guy sitting nearby and he came over to talk to us about how he was an artist and had all these paintings and then brought them out. We were like ooooo ahhhhh and then he put them away. Later after some time, he moved to the other side of the table and brought them out again to talk to a girl in our group about them, suddenly money was out and he sold like 8 in 5 minutes. Psh whatever, o wait, darn he sold one to me to =[, such American tourists we are, we almost made it out with our money. I’ll tell you a funny aside about these paintings later.
Back to the bar, a live band started playing and the drunker people in our group got up to go dance. Then, so that we didn’t dampen the mood, we all got up to dance. This, let me just say, was an experience to say the least. There were like zero female Ghanaians dancing, just older Ghanaian men and they were trying to grind with all the girls in our group and we weren’t having it lol. One of the girls told one of the guys, “in America we don’t touch while dancing!” LMAO. That’s a fallacy, but sure girl. Anyway, soon enough, one of the kids in our group who’s in Penny Loafers [and has been serenading us this whole program with his guitar and harmonizing] was with the live band on the drums, and then he moved to the piano and was seriously jamming. And we were screaming for him and all the Ghanaians were laughing and clapping because he was so good and there are pictures and everyone was dancing. It was ridiculous, but much fun. Shoutout to Eclipse and all the Ghanaians who showed us a great time that night!
No comments:
Post a Comment