That is what "Lonely Planet" says about Ghana. The ship arranged a bus to take us an hour and 15 minutes from the port in Tema to the "center" of Accra. Some life-long learners got off the bus, wandered around a few minutes, and got back on the bus. It was too different. Perhaps they went further on another day....
The thing that was particularly amazing at first was seeing all the people balancing loads on their heads. This was mostly women, but men too. The heaviest loads were large basins of water. The most interesting loads were probably live chickens. Most loads were piled into large metal or plastic basins. We saw a middle-sized child in a village taking a bath in the doorway of his home in the same metal basin. There were also men with large stacks of fabric on their heads -- all I could think of was "Caps for sale, 50 cents a cap".
Things went fairly smoothly for the Semester at Sea folks, but one RA was injured on the dance floor when he (against advise) tried to grab his phone back from the person who grabbed it from him. Others had phones stolen and minor assaults. Many people were annoyed at being grabbed by merchants. On the scale of things, people did OK.
Will and I did not carry bags -- we just had our things zipped into pockets and in our money belt. Will looked around when I got money out of the ATM. I think we got better treatment for being old. This is just a speculation.
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