Chilling on the beach at Kokrobite
17.07.2012 - 23.07.2012 29 °C
I didn’t have the greatest week this week - Tuesday night I caught a nasty stomach virus that’s been going through my friends, and Wednesday I was horribly sick all day, with a fever that was so high I was hallucinating. I’m better now, but not completely better…still having trouble eating regular food and feeling very tired. So we decided the best way to recover would be to go to the beach for the weekend!
Kokrobite beach is a fishing town that’s only 25 Km from Accra, but of course it took Lina and I almost 3 hours to get there Friday night. First we had to take a trotro from our hostel to circle, a big trotro station, where we had to cross a bridge, ask a bunch of people for directions, and get a trotro to Kaneshie market, one of the biggest markets and trotro stations in Accra. Kaneshie is crazy; people everywhere, rushing to catch busses and trotros, selling everything from toothpaste to toilet seats to bread, and no one seemed to have time to help us find our next trotro. We asked 5 different people who gave us 5 different directions to find the trotro, and finally, a lovely Ghanaian man came to our rescue. He walked us almost the whole way to our trotro (the one he was catching was nearby) and then when we found it, we saw him run over and make sure we had gone the right way!
We didn’t get into Kokrobite until after dark because of all the traffic around Accra. We didn’t know how to get to the hostel from where we were dropped off, and all of a sudden a man came over and told us he could take us to the hostel. It was really dark - there are no streetlights - and he was about to walk us down a dark road with a bunch of his friends. The whole situation felt a bit sketchy and we were getting nervous, but luckily a taxi driver appeared and drove us to the hotel.
Once we were settled we had a great time at Kokrobite. The beach isn’t the most beautiful in the world, but there’s always something to watch - locals crowd the beach selling food for themselves and souvenirs for the tourists, and there are always small fishing boats leaving and returning. Each time a boat returned to shore, we watched as half the village pitched in to pull it back onto the beach, and then everyone crowd around to see how good the catch was.
Kokrobite also seems to be the Rasta capital of Ghana. The beach is lined with Rastas playing drums, selling handicrafts, and giving impromptu reggae performances. We found a little shack that sold vegetarian food (including mushroom and tofu kebabs!) and while the owner made our lunch, his friend sat with us, chatting about religion, Canada, and Ghana, and even fixed Lina’s shoe for her for free!
Saturday night we met up with Emmanuel and Madeline and we all went to the big reggae party. It was a fun night, but as the night wore on and the locals drank more, they became more and more aggressive - at one point all of us were suddenly dancing with men who were a little too touchy-feely, and we had different men following us around all night. By the end of the night we were so annoyed by the men that we went to bed!
Sunday the weather wasn’t great so we came back to the city in the afternoon; it was a much shorter journey than on Friday because everyone is at church on Sunday so the roads are clear.
Starting today Lina and I have been training the staff at the centre on concepts like positive reinforcement and teaching receptive language (i.e having the kids touch an object rather than try to say it). Today went really well; the staff seem to be warming up to us a bit more, and they were very receptive to what we had to show them. We have plans to continue training through the rest of this week and are very encouraged by how well it went today!