One of the first steps in the oyster mushroom cultivation process; putting the sawdust in plastic bags.
The mysterious twins staring at the snails which are being cultivated as a side-product to generate extra profits.
Harvesting the oyster mushrooms.
Nynke and I helping with the harvest.
Marijke showing the children some of the pictures he made.
The children being truly amazed by recognizing themselves.
Enidado sign :)
Two beautiful Ghanaian ladies.
Marieke is making the children happy with the small toys we brought.
Nice 'engels drop'
Nynke handing out the Dutch liquorice.
Curlers mum drinking Fanta.
Sweet little boy
Skipping with the children
A lady just made her first picture ever (of me :) )
Look how the children were always keen to end up in a photo.
If eyes could speak...
A mother being happy with the oyster mushroom she just got as a present.
Thumbs up! (Something we had just taught them)
Nynke being chased by the alcoholic of the town.
Olyander guesthouse in Aburi. The place we spent the first four nights and the seventh and eighth night.
Two children at the school we have visited.
Children singing a song for us.
The Ghanaian national anthem.
Accra coastal line.
Marijke and the famous Star beer.
Gabriël, our wonderful guide and driver for the whole week
Marieke enjoying her spicy tilapia.
A cliff; the Ghanaian waves are amazing.
My very first lobster. (Damn, that was spicy!)
Nynke with Amakay; Gabriël's niece and our guide in Accra.
The path towards the Olyander guesthouse.
Vodafone house (one of the thousands...zucht...)
A sweet boy at the beads factory we visited
The lady in charge.
The national park with the holy caves we visited
Waiting for the park guide to come. (Everything at an African pace...)
Steep climb to the holy caves.
Marieke, Nynke and I on the back on the truck. This is how we drove back the the exit of the park. Wonderful.
Lake Volta. The largest water reservoir in the world.
Marijke, Nynke, Marieke, Gabriël and I
The inspiring guide of a day. (Actually he was just the security guard of the sightseeing boat which was moored there but he appeared to know so many details about the dam and the water reservoir. Together with his rather convincing voice he could definitely pass for a tour guide.)
My handicapped fish... (look at the shape...)
Marieke with three 'knights of St. Johns' at funeral day. Ghanaians are usually only buried on either Fridays or Saturdays. This is a huge happening and involves not only a mourning ceremony but also a big party afterwards. Normally, the whole family and the church community are invited. Really interesting to be see once.
The emblem of the St. Johns' knights.
A random guys in a suit
The funeral van
A wonderful lunch bought in a supermarket in a shopping mall. So good to lunch with bread, cheese and yoghurt once again after having to eat in restaurants all the time.
This is the place where Gabriël's second house is located.
His second house.
Our beach resort near Cape Coast....
....20 footsteps from the sea!
Amazing palm trees
Fort Cape Coast
Fort Cape Coast once again
Kakum national park
The walk over the tops of trees
... and sweet little birds ;)
Fort Elmina which the Portuguese constructed 1482 with the purpose of gold mining. Soon, however, is was used to deport slaves to Latin America. In 1640, the fort has been taken over by the Dutch.
Vodafone dominates the street view again.
Nowadays Elmina is a fishermen's village.
An albino African in between the black Africans.
View from the St. Jago hill. This is a hill right across fort Elmina. Under the leadership of Johan Maurits did the Dutch resit at the fort called Coenraadsburg at the St. Jago hill. From here they could easily conquer fort Elmina.
The guide of the Coenraadsburg allias mister Wow. (Since everything was 'Woooow' according to him.)
Mister Wow enjoyed being snapped by photo camera's
Original Singer sewing machines
In Ghana every woman transports goods on her head.
A huge tree at the Dutch cemetery.
Marijke answering calls from Daniël (which happened approximately once a day)
The bamboo benches we would like to export to the Netherlands (although we guessed that there would be a bigger market for the fancy Coca Cola and crab coffins Ghanaian people design here)
Eating freshly roasted corn
Marieke, Nynke and I with the workers on the farm
The new harvest is ready to be sold
A church which is finished! In Ghana people start building a church until the money is finished. Then they start the services in the unfinished church until they have collected enough money to start with the second phase of the construction. When there is no money left again, they wait until the visitors have raised enough money again the continue. This cycle repeats itself until the a church looks like the one on the picture.
Nynke and Marieke during the 'formal' diner to which we were invited
Margaret - our hostess in the Olyander guesthouse in Aburi - and the Ghanaian food.
Our hotel in Accra where we slept the last day. Here Nynke and Marijke had hot water! Unfortunately Marieke's and mine boiler seemed to be dead...
One of the many markets in Accra.
Traffic jams all over the place.
Also living chickens are being sold at the market.
Truly everything is blessed and named after something sacred and divined.
Some kind of store
Traffic jam once again...
The veterinary clinic we visited briefly.
The IC... not really sterile...
The last night in Accra we spent together with Daniël's niece Amakay; lovely girl.
Voilà, in Accra they serve cocktails in milk glasses ;)
Gabriël's youngest son; Daniël
Gabriël's eldest son; Gabriël junior
Gabriël's niece; Jessica
Marieke and Jessica playing with the present they gave us.
A local craft market we went to.
Our last lunch/diner in Ghana at a five star resort. We were glad we did not have to spend our whole holiday in this resort; it is so different from the daily life in Ghana.
Gabriël's favourite dish; Banku with tilapia soup. I know it looks horrible and it tastes similarly...
Obruni's (whites) aren't hard to find in these type of resorts.
Fences all over the place.
Locked up in a five star resort
Looking back at a wonderful journey. Thanks everybody. Thanks!