Cruise Day 56
Sunday, December 4, 2022
"All you need to know is that it’s possible.” -- Wolf, an Appalachian Trail Hiker
Today we are in Takoradi, Ghana. Here is a short introduction to Ghana from the Britannica website. "Ghana, country of western Africa, situated on the coast of the Gulf of Guinea. Although relatively small in area and population, Ghana is one of the leading countries of Africa, partly because of its considerable natural wealth and partly because it was the first black African country south of the Sahara to achieve independence from colonial rule." For more information, here is a link.
Takoradi, where we are docked, is an important and busy port on Ghana's Cape Coast and is a main depot for container ships and oil tankers. It is actually known as Sekondi-Takoradi because it is comprised of the twin cities making up the metropolitan area.
A map of Ghana |
The flag of Ghana |
We were supposed to dock at 8:00 this morning, but as usual in these African countries, several things led to a late docking and a delay in clearing the ship. Val and I had a ship excursion planned that leaves at 9:00 so we got up at 7:30. We went out on our balcony to check the weather and we knew we were in for a rough day, it was already quite warm with high humidity.
We had to check in at the ship’s theater for our excursion and when we arrived, it was full because the ship still hadn’t been cleared, and the earlier tours were still there.
Finally, the announcement came that the ship had been cleared and they started to call the various tours. They started with the earlier ones so since we weren’t scheduled to leave until nine, we were called last. It took a while to get off the ship as our excursion included a box lunch from the ship so they had to be distributed before we left.
When we exited the ship, we found dancers and drummers performing as well as a group of vendors selling their goods. This is an industrial port with very limited access, but the dancers and vendors must have gotten special permission. Last night and this morning we were told over and over again, do not take pictures in the port area! The ban on picture taking was strongly enforced and anyone caught taking pictures in the port area would be fined. We have never experienced anything like this before, but we abided by the rules and there will be no arrival or departure pictures from this port.
We got off the ship and found our tour group and were on our way. We were glad to find that we were on a large bus with plenty of room, but unfortunately, the air conditioning was barely functioning. In this hot and humid climate, the lack of air conditioning was very disappointing, but that is more the norm in these African countries as very few stores and I’m sure even fewer homes are air conditioned.
Our tour
today was a visit to a coca farming village.
Coca is the primary agricultural export from Ghana and is generally
grown by peasant farmers on small plots of land in the countries forested
region as they get between 60 and 100 inches a year in rainfall. Ghana is the second leading exporter of coca
in the world, second only to the Ivory Coast where we'll be tomorrow.
It was about an hour’s drive to the village and as usual on this trip, the drive was as interesting as the actual purpose of the trip.
Pictures from the bus as we drove through Ghana. |
These pictures were taken from the bus as we entered the village we were visiting today. |
These are coca seeds drying in the sun. |
When we arrived in the village we were taken to an open, covered, communal meeting area where we were seated and greeted by a performance of dancers and drummers.
This is where we got off the bus and there was a large group of villagers to greet us although I'm sure they were mainly just curious. |
We were entertained by drummers and dancers. |
Up in the front were seated the village chief (I believe he was like a mayor) along with the village council and other officials including the local religious leader. The chief and his advisors were dressed in their traditional robes, but the rest of the group was dressed in more casual clothing. This was a big event for the villagers and particularly for the village children as they ringed the area outside the meeting area and watched the proceedings.
The chief and his council and other village officials. The chief is in the red and orange robes at the far right. The gentleman on the far left in the jacket was the village clergyman. |
A better look at the chief sitting to the right of the empty chair. |
One of the council members. |
This seemed to be a big event for the villagers as they ringed the pavilion where we were seated. |
After the dancing was done the formal greeting started. It is customary to present the chief a gift and ask his permission for us to visit. Our gift was presented and accepted by the chief and then there were speeches by him and several others that had to be translated for us by our guide. The gift was two bottles of Schnapps (we later found out this was traditional) and during the speech, as part of the ceremony, some of the liquid was poured out on the ground. We were then welcomed to the village and told we would always be welcome there. We were then offered a drink of some homebrew alcoholic drink. Val and I rarely drink alcohol, but we felt that it would be rude not to accept, so we took our sip and it tasted pretty good, but was pretty strong.
The welcoming ceremony was about to begin. |
Everything was done in their own language and even though it was somewhat translated by one of our guides, it was difficult to understand the symbology. |
After the ceremony, we were led down through the village to a grove of coca trees and shown the growing and harvesting process. We were surprised to see that the coca pods were not hanging from branches but growing on the trunk itself. It turns out that the coca plants are used for many things, but the main use is the making of chocolate.
These are pictures of the village as we walked through it on our way to where the coca pods are harvested. |
We reached the edge of the village where the coca trees were. |
We were then led back up through the village where the coca pods were being processed and the seeds laid out to dry. The processes are all done by hand with most of the village taking part. We saw sheets covered with drying coca seeds all over the village. We tried one of the seeds and it didn’t taste anything like chocolate, so I guess the taste comes in the later processing.
We made our way back to the village to an area where they were being dried and processed. |
Fresh coca seeds being spread out to dry. |
After that we made our way back to the bus and started the trip back to the ship.
We hadn’t known what to expect from this tour, but it turned out to be very interesting as we learned a lot about coca, and also a lot about the village life and local customs. The people and particularly the children were very friendly and as we left everyone waved as we drove through the village and back to the main road. Ghana has very little tourism particularly since the beginning of Covid and our visit means income for Ghana and the village we visited, so this is important to them. Our guide told us this is like a holiday for the residents, and I think as much as we find looking at their village and surroundings so interesting, I think they find looking at us and our strange habits and way of dressing equally interesting and strange.
Due to the delayed start, we were back on the ship a little later than scheduled, but still made it in time to make it to the Lido and get some lunch. After lunch, it was back to our room for showers and rest; spending much of the day out in the heat and humidity is very draining.
We were due to leave Ghana at six and there was another sail away party so Val and I decided to go up for that. Once again, the sail away was delayed, this time because of a late arriving ship excursion (they always wait for ship excursions). Just before we went up to the sail away party, Val and I were out on our balcony and wondering why the gangway hadn’t been removed yet when we saw a police motorcycle with siren going and lights flashing leading a bus toward the ship.
It had cooled off a bit and the sun was going down so it was quite pleasant out on the deck. We hung around for a while and had our “unleaded” margaritas until we finally sailed away. By that time, it was getting close to dinner, so we headed back to the room to get ready.
After dinner, Val had another good night in the casino, even better than last night. Unfortunately, my losing continued. We need to be up early tomorrow for a tour, so it was back to the room and early to bed for us.