Part I: Farewell to Mad fish and Tearful crocs. We woke early, as is becoming usual for us now. It gets light just after five and it is quite normal for us to be wide awake by then. Everybody else is up and about by then, too, including the guy feeding the Mad Fish outside our door. This is a very noisy affair with the thousands of fish splashing and gulping. Mandy reckons he does it several times during the night as well although I haven't heard him. ...

On Thursday morning and still high on Imodium I decided that it probably wasn't the eggs which had disagreed with me, but the coffee, which incidentally tasted worse than the eggs, so I was munching through another pair of slightly less cold fried eggs, still being eyed by the crocodiles, who had probably learned that if the obruni eat enough eggs they fall in the water and we get to eat them! We were approached by a nice man who introduced himself as Kwame, i...

We rose early on Tuesday morning and packed our bags, all three of them! After a short conference we agreed to leave one of the bags with Uncle and Auntie, as our hosts like to be called, to be collected when we return to Accra at the end of our trip. We then left, and had to wait maybe ten seconds for a taxi to take us to the bus station at Kaneshie, we had just missed one so had to wait about five mins for the next, 4cedis each plus 2 for luggage, about five ...