Beach time did not really work out as hoped. One day of splashing in the sea and snoozing in the sun before my belly started another war. But it turned out the beach was a cool place for recovery, which is in a way a sort of relaxation…
On our way east from the beach the scenery was stunning, lush green bush and tall palm trees stretching high into the clear blue. We passed through the bright fishing village of Dixcove where vivid rags and flags flapped wildly in the wind as the boat owners took a rest from the heat of the midday sun.
The beach at Green Turtle Lodge on the west coast of Ghana
Mikaela gets extra sick at the beach and instead of beach-bumming ends up sleeping in the shade…
Imran enjoying a little beach rest!
The colourful fishing village of Dixcove close to the Cote d’Ivoire border
Because we stayed longer on the beach than planned we now find ourselves rushing to Cotonou. With only a few days before our flight leaves from Benin we are facing a race through Togo and the prospect of barely seeing Benin. But it’s been an amazing journey and we can’t really grumble. Instead of feeling disappointed we have decided to see it as a good excuse to return and do it all again.
Mikaela wearing her new helmet after the old one fell to a serious crushing accident (luckily NOT with her head in it!)
The old colonial buildings of Cape Coast’s historic streets
Cape Coast bay
We weren’t sure of what this sign actually meant?
music cycles 