After several days in the Volta region, we passed through Accra again and headed west along the coast. Four hours from Accra we reached Cape Coast, a lively city with the feel of an overgrown village that was the original capital of Britain’s “Gold Coast,” Ghana’s colonial name.

Cape Coast was a very easy city to walk around — although it was hilly — and we spent a lot of time walking along curving roads and passing by smiling people going about their routines. Although it’s fairly large, everyone seemed to know each other. It reminded me a lot of La Ceiba, Honduras, where I lived for three years in the Peace Corps.
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I’m finally getting around to sharing some of our Ghana experiences with you. I really thought I would have done this one month ago, but readjusting to life in the States has been a strange thing, and I needed to put some time between West Africa and my resumption of life in Arizona.

Not that things in Phoenix are bad. On the contrary, after being in a daze for a few days after our January 17 return, we gradually got into the swing of our final trimester here. Abraham’s taking his final classes and looking for a job, I’m substitute teaching, and before you know it, we’ll be out of Arizona in May. So coming back here was necessary in order to move on with our lives.
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