Going North
/Before I knew it, I was in the Upper West. Mike, Dorwana and myself set off to Donyɛ in the evening. The first step is to travel from Accra to Wa. Luckily Dorwana sent his son to Accra to board the bus. By doing this as it approached Medie, he would make the bus stop and so we could board. This plan almost worked perfectly. While it did save us a tro tro ride to Accra, we did have to take a tro tro down the road to the next bus stop. Finally onboard our large coach bus, we then road 12 hours north to Wa. Once we arrived in Wa, our next step was to find transportation to Wechiau. With Wa being the capital of the Upper West, transportation is fairly easily to find. With little effort we were able to find a tro tro that brought us to Wechiau. It is traveling from Wa to Wechiau when I took this picture.
Yes the road is dirt, and it happens to be one of the better roads outside of Wa. With heavy rain and a quick moving tro tro, life has suddenly become quite interesting. After a downpour and some hydroplaning, the Ghanaians in the car gave the driver a friendly reminder that crashing was not on the itinerary. From this point onwards the roads seemed to shrink in width, but grew in depth as large trenches emerged in the road.
After a little while we arrived in Wechiua. From here we were suppose to pick up a second tro tro that would be traveling to Donyɛ for their market day. We waited for some time and no car came. Luckily our original tro tro did not leave, and we were able to convince the driver to take Mike, Dorwana and myself to Donyɛ...not without 80 cedies of course. The private tro tro ride was quite nice, and I was able to catch a nap on the way. Upon arriving to Donyɛ we were greeted by some friendly hellos and a fresh batch of pito. After a few calabashes of pito we were greeted by the Vuur family. For the next few days we would stay with their family, learning more then I ever could have imagined.
To see exactly where I was, scroll down and check out the map I created via google!