|Location:||cape coast, ghana|
i left early in the morning, said goodbye to andy and with my leaving our great old group was finally dissolved.
i rode east towards the border of ghana. but i must have taken a wrong turn, as a police officer at one of the checkpoints found out (great to have these checkpoints, and now i understand why they always ask you where you want to go…).
‘to ghana’ he said with a smile. ‘that will be the end of the good roads, you know, ghana is not as developed as cote d’ivoire. i whish you good luck!’
the border formalities were straight forwards and no problem. and the roads inside ghana were as excellent, as i had expected. from the first moment i found the people of this country extremely friendly. i could hardly take out my map to check where i was without having someone coming to help.
at one point i came to a checkpoint. it was a little house in the middle of the road. i slowed down but nobody in a uniform to flag me down, there was just a friendly smiling civilian and so i drove on.
about an hour later there was another of these little checkpoints. but this time a signboard indicated that this was where i was supposed to pay the road toll…
‘do you have 200 cedis?’ the man at the checkpoint asked me. ‘yes, i have money’ i told him and handed over a 5000 cedis banknote. ‘oooh, i have no change for that big banknote; but it’s ok, if you don’t have it smaller, you can leave without paying. don’t worry!’ he said and waived me off. i love this country!
i arrived at cape cost shortly after sundown and found a nice hotel. after the long ride, a good meal and a cold beer put me to bed quickly.