Teacher's Strike!

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade... or something like that anyways.

So last week the lecturers were on strike. It's all settled now and classes have resumed but I took advantage of the dead-space and did a little traveling last week. I went to a place called Ada Foah with a group of students from Carolina and a couple of other students from other US schools.

Ada Foah sits on a point that seperates the Atlantic from the Volta River. When we arrived to town (by Tro-tro of course) we loaded up in a colorful canoe and travled about 30 mins. down the Volta to the Maranatha Beach Camp. We stayed in sand-floor huts directly next to a large fishing village. We spent our days basking in the sun, exploring the village, body surfing in the rough African Atlantic, and taking a sketchy canoe ride out into the estuary.

I sampled some local sugar-cane alcohol that could probably clean paint off of a car. Also, on Saturday night, we enjoyed a bonfire complete with cultural dancing and traditional drums. I gathered some great pictures from the trip but, unfortunately, those may have to wait until I can get access to faster internet in Accra.