12 hour travels + World Cup Fever

I left Accra on Saturday with my aunt and a driver. We left at 7am and arrived around 6:30pm. That’s TWELVE HOURS by car. Here’s the visual:

In between naps, I managed to take some shots of the road.



Hawkers stand by the road and bombard your car if you make so much as eye contact. But it’s a convenient way to get your shopping done without ever getting out of your car. By the end of the trip, the backseat was packed with loaves of bread, fruit, etc.


Cattle roaming freely by the roadside. Back in the States, you’d probably get arrested and charged for animal abandonment or abuse or something.


A billboard in Kumasi. Inspired by a certain presidential campaign, I wonder...Plus the drinking age is 18. Take note, America.

Look at the size of those mangoes! We stopped to buy some of course. I've been eating them all week. Life is good.

This is me with my cousins Victor and Annette, all dressed for church on Sunday. Mass was long and hot, but at least it was lively, with all the upbeat songs and dancing.

After church, we all gathered around to watch Ghana v. Serbia soccer match. We won 1-0, but it was more entertaining to watch the guys celebrate. I hear the whole of Ghana was heartily celebrating their first win. It's refreshing be in a country so infected with the fever of the World Cup. And to think, if Ghana went on to win the whole thing...