Back to Kumasi, just for one day.

After a great week-end at Lake Bosomtwe, we went back to Kumasi by the same means used to the lake: taxi and trotro. We were refreshed and ready for the next step of our trip. We spent the night in Kumasi at the same backpacker lodge where we were 2 days ago. We looked for a restaurant listed in a travel guide but it was closed. On our way to that restaurant we passed by a Ghanaian fast food. So we returned there. That night, they were serving fried rice and fried chicken. But when we arrived there was no more rice so the fast food joint operator had to cook some again purposely for us. We waited a little while (not so fast for a “fast” food), it was worth it though. Quite fatty but very delicious. We then entered a bar/night club next to the fast food place where Seb and Elisa did some steps. Me, I was too full to dance or even to try to. Eventually we walked back to our lodge and had a good night sleep.

I woke up early to go to an internet café before we left Kumasi for the next chapter of our adventure ^^. I found the internet café on my travel guide, I knew the street where it was, I could picture it because we passed several times by this road. I followed a sign even though I had some doubt about the way it was showing: a narrow, dark corridor where I had to turn right and opened a door. The door led to a court where children were playing, a teenager was doing her laundry and an old man was sleeping on a mat on the floor. I felt like I had entered into someone else’s house without permission. At first sight, I thought I was lost so I asked the young woman whether she knew a place to browse not far from here. She said that the internet café was upstairs. I was actually on the right track! She directed me to the stairs. I went to the first floor, worrying about what was awaiting me up there.

When I reached the front door of the internet café, I couldn’t believe what I saw. The place was neat, a dozen of flat screens, brand new desktops, well equipped with a big multi-task printer and headsets available on demand.  I was even more surprised by the internet speed (a real high speed internet) and fee rate (80 Pesewa/hour). This place was even better than some internet café in Paris! I realized that day how complex and contradictory this country can be.

After checking my e-mail and account balance, I joined Seb and Elisa for breakfast. On the road, I bought bread and eggs (prepared with onions, pepper and red pepper) for about GH cedi 1,50. Next, we went to the trotro station en-route to Effiduase, a small town ideally located in the Ashanti region to learn about the Ashanti culture (shrines, Kente and Adinkra cloth and so on). It was the same lorry station where we took the trotro to Lake Bosomtwe but a different corner. We planned to go to a budget hotel named Panama on my travel guide; however we actually found out that there was no hotel in Effiduase named Panama but one was called Zanamat and this is where we went. Never trust the spelling in a travel guide…

GH cedi 1 = 0.5 Euro

1 pesewa = GH cedi 0.01