Keep the good - leave the bad...
In all my travels I think one overriding trend is that the lasting memories are the good ones.
Here's two of them from my last week.
Fresh pineapple juice in a pineapple - It happened when I walked into the Marina Beach Hotel in Cotonou after 7 hours driving into Benin. At check in, I forgot that I was in the best hotel in the capital, still familiar with bumpy pot holes roads and bottles water for refreshments...as I paid the cash room deposit a porter brought to the check in desk this, freshly squezzed pineapple juice with ice in a half pineapple, I nearly jumped at the surprise, I was still a bit tense, since I had driven the lead 4WD through Togo and Benin for the second half of our jouney.
A Gold Coast Panorama 800m above sea level - About 45 minutes north of Accra is a town called "Aburi" pronounced "ebree" (- e for egg and bree like the french cheese) It sits as a barrier to northern Ghana and as the entrance to a lush green terrain resembling jungle. This afternoon I went was exploring and I pulled over and bought some boiled corn to eat, then tried something called "sweet apple" in the left of the picture. I sat with the stall owner and chatted for an hour, they introduced me to the sweet apple, and the view was spectacular...
Here's two of them from my last week.
Fresh pineapple juice in a pineapple - It happened when I walked into the Marina Beach Hotel in Cotonou after 7 hours driving into Benin. At check in, I forgot that I was in the best hotel in the capital, still familiar with bumpy pot holes roads and bottles water for refreshments...as I paid the cash room deposit a porter brought to the check in desk this, freshly squezzed pineapple juice with ice in a half pineapple, I nearly jumped at the surprise, I was still a bit tense, since I had driven the lead 4WD through Togo and Benin for the second half of our jouney.
A Gold Coast Panorama 800m above sea level - About 45 minutes north of Accra is a town called "Aburi" pronounced "ebree" (- e for egg and bree like the french cheese) It sits as a barrier to northern Ghana and as the entrance to a lush green terrain resembling jungle. This afternoon I went was exploring and I pulled over and bought some boiled corn to eat, then tried something called "sweet apple" in the left of the picture. I sat with the stall owner and chatted for an hour, they introduced me to the sweet apple, and the view was spectacular...
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