After about 5 hours of not much sleep (always a good idea to avoid staying in hotels that are above a nightclub!) we headed downstairs for a much needed cup of coffee. Only to find that the kitchen was closed until 7.30! Damn! Eventually got our flask of hot water, tiny cup, sachet of Nescafe, and opened tin of ideal milk... and an omelette which was more like a pancake with bits of tomato, onions and green pepper mixed into the batter. It was tasty though!
Kim's first meeting was with the local bus company, to establish costs, routes and times. The guy she'd made the appointment with decided he couldn't make it, so we met with a lovely young girl instead. Her name escapes me, surprise surprise... she was really sweet and friendly. She was hoping to meet up with us somewhere along the road but so far we haven't heard from her.
Everyone is so friendly, even the security guards at the bus terminal were coming over to introduce themselves to us.
The drive to and from the buses was nerve-racking! Even worse than SA taxis... everyone just goes, no waiting for anyone else, no obvious rules of the road. But, the drivers don't seem to lose their tempers! Quite a novelty, after all the road-rage back home. Our taxi driver, Richard, explained to us that if there is an accident, the drivers involved sort it all out very amicably, so as to avoid calling the police. Judging by the state of most of the cars around us, accidents happen regularly. I just don't get how people can travel around Accra on motorbikes, with no helmets! They must have a deathwish, I can't see them surviving for long.
We went through an area which can only be described as Ghana's version of Camden Market. People and stores everywhere. Although I don't remember seeing preachers doing their bit through loudspeakers on every street corner in Camden...
Free wireless internet at the hotel kept us occupied for the rest of the day...
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