Day seven of the Ghana road trip: more villages, cows and corn.
From Damongo to Tamale, the road was considerably better, being paved most of the time.
We passed a number of villages, mostly set back from the road with no commerce by the roadside.
I had to remind myself to take a shot of the man riding on the rooftop of a van. I was already getting used to sights like that, which you’d never see in the US.
Corn was so high it nearly hid a lot of the villages. Sometimes you could barely see the thatched roofs peeking above the cornstalks.
More villages, corn, and cows. It began to get routine. I had to prod myself to keep taking pictures, knowing that I would only regret the ones I didn’t take once I returned home. Now that I am home, scenes such as this one, which seemed so commonplace flashing past the window in the Land Rover, are treasured.
The closer we got to Tamale, the more women with long headscarves I saw. This is a Muslim style of headcovering, and in northern Ghana there are more Muslims. Non-Muslim West African women wear head wraps rather than long scarves that trail down their backs. It’s a reasonable assumption that the two ladies on the left are Muslim and the one on the right is probably not.