We are on the bus from Accra to Tamale (13 hours if you are lucky). Around us people shout:
“What kind of a bus is this, without airco and without music?” “Why are we waiting for that lady? She should be on time. Five minutes is five minutes!”
Spoiled, rich whites complaining that things do not work as in their countries? No! It are the Ghanaians themselves that defy our prejudices…
Looking at the scenery, we see how beautiful the south of Ghana actually is. How lush, even at the end of the dry season. Hills green with what is left of the tropical forest once covering more than half of the country. At the bus stops, women are selling their produce. The cliché, but incredible. Africa’s strong women . No hunched shoulders here. Their straight backs revealing years of training, carrying big loads on their heads.
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