After an amazing, leisurely breakfast I headed to the beach
for a few hours. The resort has
about 10 short tables with thatched umbrellas and lounge chairs. Unlike many resorts this places if well
off the beaten track near the border of Côte
d'Ivoire so only a few locals passed during my chill time.
Saw a group of four dogs running on the beach.
First thing I noticed is that their
tails where up and wagging, which is not something I see often in the third
world/developing world. I assumed
they must belong to someone but the owner never appeared. As they got closer I realized they were
a pack of homeless beach dogs and they were well fed and happy as hell. This is a first for me; happy, homeless
beach dogs. Watched and took
pictures as they frolicked and dug for crabs then chased the crabs. I felt honored to have witnessed
this.
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| lounging at the beach |
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| Happy, homeless beach dogs playing with crabs |
Around 10 I headed over to the Nzuezo Tour guide area and
the guy from the bus ride in was there.
He would be my guide to the village. Ghana has embraced eco-tourism and works hard to find a
balance between preservation and tourism.
The silt village can only be accessed by canoe and you are required to
take a guide. Again I am the
only tourist in town so it’s just the two of us.
It is the dry season at the moment so we have to walk about
a half an hour to where we get the canoe.
During a large portion of the year you walk a mere five minutes to the
canoes. The first bit of the walk is a huge grass field.
There were men working to repair fences but these fences were haphazardly placed. My guide said these were fishing fences. During the rainy season the area were
are walking is a shallow lake and those fences capture fish. In about a month the rains will start
and this meadow will become a lake.
Really wish I could come back and check it out in the rainy
season. One of my favorite things
is to see a place, especially a place with extremes, in different
seasons. The best one yet was
Russia. I was there for a month in
July camping and then did the Trans-Siberian and a month between Moscow and St.
Petersburg in the winter. What a
difference. Really must write
about that one someday.
The canoe ride down the small river was very cool. The entire trip was covered in a canopy
of foliage and dragonflies and other water lovin’ bugs were abundant. The river opened up into Lake Amansuri and I could see Nzeuzo in the distance. Nzeuzo was created over 500 years ago and around 450 people live on the stilt village. The village consists of two churches and a school complete with football pitch in the dry season.  |
| football pitch and school |
Would love to take pictures once on the village but they no
longer allow photography, which is great actually. Can you imagine having daily tourists arriving at your home
and in your hood snapping pictures?
We only spent a half hour or so on Nzeuzo but that was all
one really needs. I did see there
is a guesthouse there are well...that would be a pretty cool experience. Since it is the dry season there are
chickens running around in the mud that is the ground on the parts of the
village that are closer to land.
Turns out that during the rainy season the chickens are put in floating
chicken houses. I bet they enjoy
these months of dry. The trip out was
20 Cedi and I gave a donation as well then tipped my guide 7 Cedi. Typically he would have to walk the
extra 10-15 minutes back to the tourist center but since it was just me I told
him to go one home as I am more than capable of getting myself back.
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| Nzeuzo Stilt Village |
Ate a super tasty pizza served on a ceramic cooking dish….
covered in tomatoes, onions, capsicums and more)…and as is the Ghana way the
electricity went out in the middle of the night. Another night with the door open…. will wait and tell my
mother that one later.
NEXT DAY
I did stay another day here
but there is absolutely nothing to tell.
Ate good food, read a good book and sat on the beach. Hells Yeah! |
| Out of the open lake |
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| Pizza at Beyin Beach Resort |
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