day 33

In the last three days, I've spent 40 hours on buses, in cars and on motorbikes so let's talk about roads and trips.

But first a fact of the day. This morning we walked in Larabanga "centre" to visit the Ghana's oldest mosque. When we arrived, there were two guys who immediately asked us for money to see it, and since we had already LOOKED at it we had to pay! Unfortunately, we started to run out of money after the park. So with the few remaining Cedis, we took a taxi to the next town because there was a bank there. Obviously the ATM was out of service. Not good, when you're without money and two hours of trotro away from your bus to Accra. Fortunately, I found 5$ in my wallet and told the guy it was worth more than the ticket's price. He accepted but soon he came back saying that wasn't possible to change them (no idea where he went, the bank was closed). He almost kicked us off of the trotro when I found the right guy. I gave him the dollars for much less than their value in Cedis but enough to pay the Trotro.

I know it could have ended differently, but I think that part of traveling is the unexpected side. 

What I would like to suggest is: don't plan everything. Leave some space for the unknown, talk to people, be curious. People are often open to tell you their story and to be of help, so don't be shy. You'll learn much more about the places you're visiting from the locals than from Google or tourist guides. 

Here roads are better than the dusty and pothole-filled ones of Volta Region but they were still bad. The bus took 12 hours to travel 650km, but not to worry. Behind the dust there's always something that deserves to be seen, to be learned and to be discovered. 

Let's travel.