Day two of the Ghana road trip, I leave the rasta men behind and head west.
Kokrobite is about seven rough kilometers from the paved road that led us here from Accra on the east. There were a number of new cement block houses springing up on both sides of the road, surprising to me because there wasn’t anything out there. No villages, just an occasional new house or the construction of one breaking up the endless expanse of grassland. More new houses built closer together were going up nearer to the junction.
In more developed rural areas, typical structures from which businesses operate.
“People from the cities who have money build homes in villages and go there on the weekends,” Stanley told me. “When they retire, they move there permanently. That’s what I’d do, if I had money. I’d build a house in a village. In the cities and towns, you have people playing their music too loud late at night. In the village, it’s peaceful.”
And that’s where I’d certainly live, if I ever return to West Africa for any lengthy period of time. Having lived in a village in Togo for two years, I sometimes think living in a Ghanaian village for a time after I retire might be very worthwhile.
From the junction we turned west onto the paved two lane highway. It ambled pleasantly towards Cape Coast through gently rolling hills.
Banana trees are plentiful in this area, which also produces pineapple, papaya, oranges, limes, plantains and avocado.
Various species of palm trees, from which palm oil and palm wine are made, are common here. Coconut palms also thrive in the area but are commercially less important.