The night before at Axim
was fabulous. We stayed in adorable chalets right by the beach and it was
glorious.
Tuesday morning we were
up and ready to move on to Beyin, where the boys would make a move to take a
canoe trip to a small village on stilts that my dad had been *dreaming* about
since he was a wee lad.
After they left, my mom
and I had a nice lunch and headed out to the beach to get some nice work done.
Now, the main reason we chose the beach was because our cabin was, uh, on the
rustic side. To be honest, when we went to sleep I definitely thought there
would be a repeat of the great cockroach incident of 2014 (when I woke at 2 am
to a cockroach climbing on my face).
The boys got back safely
a few hours later and we all had a light dinner together in the open-air dining
room (while fending off hungry cats and ants). Before dinner however, the boys
and I headed down to the beach where we spotted some coconut trees.
Determined, we set out
to bring some coconuts down.
Ayande found a sturdy
palm frond that was large enough that it required all three of us to hoist it
up high enough to just brush the coconuts in the tree.
After way too many frustrating attempts and
waning natural light, a nearby Ghanaian hotel worker took pity on us and
grabbed an official coconut-getter-thingy.
Ayande and I hurried off
to grab a cedi to may him from putting us out of our misery. When we got back,
he had taken down a HUGE coconut. He brought us to the reception desk where he
cut open the coconut for us to enjoy. The fruits ;) of our labor were very much
enjoyed.
Next morning, it was
time to head home back to Accra!
