(May 27th)
Wednesday we got up late and checked out of the hotel. We didn’t want to give them any more of our business so we went back to the restaurant near the castle for breakfast/lunch, where I discovered I’m not a huge fan of Ghanaian omelets. Then we went back to Cape Coast Castle to see the museum and gift shop, and got slightly wet as it was trying to rain. After the museum we called our cab and started the journey to the stilt village. We took another cab for 2 legs of the trip and finally a Trotro. For the last part of the trip we were literally bouncing down a dirt road towards nowhere, Diana and I laughing and trying not to panic about how far away from civilization we were. On the way we saw small very rural villages and passed a UN refugee camp for Ivoirians. By the end we were the only two left on the trotro besides the driver and his assistant. They were like, there are 2 hotels in Beyin; one is concrete and one is wood, so we chose the one made of concrete. It was also expensive, 60 cedes a night for air conditioning and no breakfast. But we figured it was only for one night, and we definitely didn’t want to spend the night in the stilt village or the wooden hotel. We ate at the bar at the hotel and it also took more than an hour to get our food, but the pizza was better than the last night at Cape Coast. We attempted a game of pool while we waited and discovered that we are both really bad at pool.
In the hotel Diana found a gecko on the wall and started freaking out that it was actually a person that was going to kill us during the night. Apparently the area we were in in the western region is known for believing in voodoo and witchcraft and stories of people turning into animals and such. It led us into a really interesting conversation about faith and family and myths. I slept really well for the first time since I got to Ghana, although I did wake up when the generator shut off and it got hot around 3am.
This was in the Cape Coast Museum.
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