Monday, January 08, 2007

Out of Africa




I got home the other day from an exhausting trip to Africa. I went to Accra, Ghana for 2 days and saw many interesting things. I was hoping for amazing pictures of our arrival but the visibility was terrible. There was a lot of haze due to the Sahara sand blowing from the north. Here is a picture of the airport terminal: The colorful word means "welcome" in one of the many dialects spoken here.

Our hotel was pretty nice. I took this picture from my window to show the sandy skies, the hotel pool, and the large empty lot where a new 5-star hotel is going to be built.


I exchanged some dollars for local currency, Cedi, and got quite a pile of bills that looked to be as thick as a George Costanza wallet. The exchange rate was one US dollar = 9,200 Cedis.


The other pilots and I went to a restaurant recommended to us. I had a Senegalese chicken dish and some fried plantains (my favorite!). It was delicious. I took this picture of the men's room door because I thought it was funny:


The next day, we hired a man named Richard to drive us to the rain forest. It was a long 3 hours to get there but there was so much to see along the way. In this picture you can see a man carrying several pieces of cloth on his head. Everybody carries things on their head here. I even saw a woman with a sewing machine this way!
There are a couple of other things to see in this picture as well. Note the construction. I spent a lot of time trying to figure out how they built things. I think they didn't have any prefab concrete beams and had to pour the fresh concrete into forms propped up by 2 x 4's.

The other thing in this picture is the name of the store on the awning - "God With Us Carpentry Shop". I saw very few stores that did not have a religious catchphrase. Another example would be "Christ is the Answer Block Shop" or "He is Risen Tile Store".


The rain forest was pretty cool. We signed up for the canopy tour, which basically allowed us to walk across the rope bridges over the rain forest. They are wicked high and those people afraid of heights didn't take time to stop and look over the sides. I did though. I was trying to see wildlife but unfortunately I only saw a few lizards.





Here is a short video I shot while crossing.

When we were getting ready to leave, I saw this sign in front of our car. I did see several people peeing on the side of the road, but this was a tourist spot AND the restrooms were nearby. I wonder how many people had to urinate here to warrant a sign?


Our next stop was a crocodile park-type place. There was a restaurant and a small hotel on the grounds, and you could get as close as you dared to the crocs. I stayed a safe distance from this big fella:

I was a little brave with the smaller one. After this picture was taken he turned toward us with his jaws still open. Then one of his buddies joined him. So we moved on...

After the crocodiles, we went to Elmina Castle, where slaves were traded for two centuries. Elmina was the trade post for the Portugese from 1482 to 1637 and the Dutch from 1637 to 1872. The Dutch handed the castle over to the British in 1872 and they controlled Elmina until 1957 when Ghana became independent.

It's hard to see in this picture, but the sign says "Female Slave Yard".

The sign by the gate reads: "Slave Exit to Waiting Boats"

This is the view from the top of the castle. They use those long boats to drag the fish nets out in the water and then pull the nets in from the shore. The grassy area in the foreground is on the castle grounds and is a archaeological site.

After we got back to the hotel, I showered and went to the market near the hotel. I wanted to get some pictures of the locals. It wasn't easy because a few of them told me I could not do that. I'm not sure why, but they seemed almost superstitious about it. I asked a couple of employees at the hotel, but they had no explanation for me. Anyway, here they are.

Babies and small children were carried on their mothers backs and seemed quite content.

Again, everything was carried on top of their heads. Strong necks, good posture and less lower back problems perhaps?

This is the view of our hotel from the market area. Oh the dusty skies!


Overall, I enjoyed my visit to Ghana, but I was ready to head back home. When we went to the airport to leave, the visibility was very low so the crew flying our plane in from NY could not land. They diverted to an airport in Benin (2 countries to the right) and had a difficult time procuring fuel. They finally got to Accra 7 hours late so our crew was unable to fly all the way to NY (an 11 hour flight) due to crew duty day limitations. The solution was for us to fly to San Juan, Puerto Rico, which was only a 9 hour flight. A fresh crew met us there and flew our airplane and passengers to JFK with us snoozing in the back. We go in at 4:00 am, which was 12 hours late. However, several passengers thanked us for flying them out of Africa.


I wouldn't mind going back, but I'm hoping it will be when the skies are clearer!

8 Comments:

Blogger Daniel Hoffmann-Gill said...

WOW! You're job leads you on some amazing adventures.

I envy you.

Mon Jan 08, 02:55:00 PM GMT-5  
Blogger mal said...

you do get to some really neat places *S*. I am envious

Mon Jan 08, 05:12:00 PM GMT-5  
Blogger Heidi the Hick said...

I love your travel reports!

Ghana is beautiful but I think I'd rather have snow storms than sand storms. But the rainforest! I"m so glad you brought your camera!

You know I love the Jesus -named stores too. funny!!

The castle is fascinating and sad.

I'm right tired tonight but I'm glad I stopped by!

Tue Jan 09, 10:59:00 PM GMT-5  
Blogger Old Man Rich said...

Next time your there visit the market in Accra. (but don't take anything you can't comfortably lose or exchange & don't expect to come back in the same clothes you started in).

Thu Jan 11, 05:20:00 AM GMT-5  
Blogger Colleen said...

West Africans, and many people of African descent living in the Caribbean (which is where I encountered this superstition) believe that taking their picture steals their soul. That's why they don't want you taking it. I asked every time, and had an interesting experience with a cane vendor. He wanted his photo right there. I said it was on the film, and he didn't understand. He wanted the copy of his picture, and was very angry (and holding a large machete for the cane) that I couldn't give it to him. I told him I'd have to go and get it and I'd bring it to him. Scared the hell out of me.

Thu Jan 11, 10:25:00 AM GMT-5  
Blogger Balloon Pirate said...

I knew that many African countries use the barter system, but trading slaves for two centuries? That's a great deal. Which two centuries did they get?

Seriously, I truly enjoy your travel posts. Do you have any say on where you fly, or do you just get a phone call where someone says "Pack a Parka. You'll be in Nome tomorrow."

uejarr

Thu Jan 11, 11:06:00 PM GMT-5  
Blogger Balloon Pirate said...

'uejarr' is how they say 'yeharr' in Ghana.

yeharr

Thu Jan 11, 11:06:00 PM GMT-5  
Blogger Notsocranky Yankee said...

Colleen: That's what I was thinking when the people started telling me not to take pictures, but the hotel employees would not admit that. I wonder why? Thanks for the lesson: never take a picture of anyone with a machete!

BP: Each month, the company sends out a bid package with the available trips for the following month. We bid within our category (for me NYC 767ER first officers) for our schedule, by seniority. I am quite far down the list so I never know what I will get. Lately, we've been getting new destinations so I've been trying for those to go somewhere different.

Fri Jan 12, 08:59:00 AM GMT-5  

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