You want to go where??

As many of you know, I am hopeless with street names. So you can imagine how excited I am to tell you that although Accra's roads have names, landmarks are more commonly used to navigate.

So if you're heading for the hotel I'm staying at, don't tell the taxi driver that it's in 15th Lane or 16th Street, tell them it's near ChickNLickn. The even better thing about this is that this delightfully named eatery doesn't even exist any more - just the signs painted on a wall.

This is such an evolved society.

Akwaaba!

Akwaaba is the first thing you see as you arrive in Accra - it's all over the walls of the airport. Welcome, in akan - one of the many local languages of Ghana.

It's also the only local word I know so far except for cedi (which is the local currency)(pronounced seedy)(it also means cowrie shell, which I expect was the original currency).

So awkaaba to Africa! And akwaaba back to the blog which has been so shamefully neglected in the last few years.