Among all the things I am thankful for, I am thankful for all of our travels.
Hansin just completed a school project that mapped his 'timeline' (from birth till date), and we were surprised to notice that he has visited, lived, or vacationed in over 13 countries (25+ cities) on 4 continents - and he is only 9 years old!!
This Thanksgiving we headed out to Ghana (a couple of countries west of Nigeria) for 4 days. We felt we needed a break after 4 fairly hectic months in Lagos, and what a break it turned out to be. We flew in to Accra with the Barnas (another consulate family living in Lagos). Johnny Lo, my A-100 classmate, hosted us in his home in Accra that first night. We went out for some fine Italian fare in Accra's Osu district and saw a bunch of locals dancing the samba to some sexy latin beats on the dance floor. Though the beats were catchy, we were just too tired after our travels to join them. Next time ...
Later the next day, after spending a relaxing morning at Johnny's place, we headed out to the local market, where Prasanna spent a couple of hours shopping for fabric & dresses; we had our cadence worked out just so -- Prasanna would go in try out a few dresses and pick the ones she wanted; I would then walk in a bargain, starting off by quoting about 25-35% of the stated price and buy it at about 40-50% off. Fun!
That afternoon, the 9 of us (the Arvinds, the Barnas, and their babysitter), headed out by road to the Cape Coast. We spent the next 3 days at the Elmina Bay Resort - walking on the beach, playing in the pool, visiting the nearby nature preserve and doing an amazing canopy walk 40m off the ground, followed by an equally amazing rainforest hike, swimming in the sea and the pool, drinking lots of club beer (juice for the kids :)), and generally lounging around in the sun & on the beach.
We also visited a few of the slave castles that dot the cape coast (Ghana was the epicenter of the slave trade during the 16th-19th centuries). (We heard that the Obamas visited the same castles on their trip here last year, and Michelle even traced her ancestry back to one of the castles - don't know if that's true.)
We also bought a couple of exquisite hand-carved masks; though I also wanted very much to buy an African drum, but couldn't work out a fair price with the vendor. Oh, well.
Now, back in Lagos and its incessant heat, and pollution, and dust, and noise, our thoughts are focused on our next break ... and newer adventures.
