Had a hot shower last night! Ramiz, the owner of the Niagara called an electrician in at 11pm, long after we were in bed (I had already organised a shower in the room next door, by then) so we started the day off well! Breakfast was another omelette and Nescafe with Ideal milk, but this time we got a "happy cow" cheese too! Love that stuff... will stock up when I get home.
Visited Tema, and another bunch of shabby hotels. Crisman Hotel stood out, with its tiled floors, monkeys in cages (why, I have to ask!) and uniformed staff. It has a pool, gym area (well there is an old rusty exercise bike and a weight's bench next to the pool) and big screen TV in the pool bar. DSTV in all the rooms, as well as a fridge, aircon, COFFEE MACHINE and even a safe. Of course the nightly rate is in keeping with all of this.
The lady who showed us around had been for Miss Universe training, I'm sure. She was so poised, her words so carefully chosen, as if she were presenting the residence of royalty on a tv show. "The room which I will show you first is on floor three. We will now proceed to floor three." Turns, leads the way, and then stops, turns back to face us. "We are now on floor three." In the smoothest voice ever. She got 10 out of 10 for presentation! We did manage to stop her from demonstrating ALL the available channels on the TVs....
Kim's next meeting was with a representative of Greet, the Ghana Rural Ecotourism and Travel Office. Uji is an Ethiopian girl who grew up in the States and joined the Peace Corps. What a beautiful girl! Wearing the loveliest flowing smock top – navy blue embroidery on white. (I asked if it was local – no such luck, it was sent to her by a friend in the UK!) She gave Kim a list of community projects and names of people to contact on our travels.
This evening we took a stroll through the streets of Accra (well we crossed a road, with the help of a policeman, and turned a corner) to find some supper. Did I mention that this part of Accra is just like our own Saltriver? But with livestock as well as hooting taxis and crowds? Mr Big was about all we could find, so we sampled the chicken in palova sauce again, as there didn't seem to be much choice. Wow it was hot!!!!! Ate what we could before our mouths went numb, then walked back to the hotel for a G&T. Apparently it's good for mozzies; clearly the fact that they have run out of tonic and gave us bitter lemon is to blame for all the bites that night.
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