the Xmas
As its called here, was spent in remote northern Ghana, in the town of Wa and the area surrounding it. A marvelous time was had. check it out.
The crowd at the bus station on Kumasi where we changed buses.
Spacious stall.
Maybe a fufu pounder for christmas for your wives?
This mortuary man who loiters at CC Charles’ bar in Wa had quite a thing for this tigernut selling lady. Tigernuts are supposed to make men virile. They taste like uncooked sweet corn and look like weevils.
Christmas morn.
I will never blend in here…
Apiteshi, a local gin.
Malachite kingfisher
G and K ride in style
meat
more meat
A selection of turkeys were herded to use so we could choose one. We found a fat one and I carried him home.
We attended two funerals while travelling through the Lobi area around Saru. Lots of people wailing and dancing to xylophone under big trees.
This is the family compound of GBC, where we stayed in Saru. GBC stands for Ghana Broadcasting Corporation, because he talks too much.
These are the graves of Kakraba Lobi and his brother Domachee, both renowned xylophonists. In front of the two graves sits a xylophone which is underground except for the slats. This is usually being played by someone, from tiny child to skilled adult. I even heard the chickens walking across.
The whole time we were in Saru the women were processing shea nuts into butter. It is a long and arduous process, but fascinating and so worth it. Maryanne you would have lost your mind. Village price is 1 ghana cedi for around 500 ml. Here Gillian attempts double pounding the raw nuts.
Ok, tons more to show, I’ll post more in the next few days. Happy new year to all from Osei – Duro!