On the first of July, it was a holiday.
Sisters, kids and I were off to Boti Falls, in the Eastern Region of
Ghana. We arrived early about 9 am. Posters displayed everywhere
“Boti Falls First Annual July 1st Festival.” As we
enter the gait, there were two prices one for Ghanaian and one for
expats. We attempted to argue Emma is a Ghanaian and Krobo
(Solomon's tribe), presented our last name, through vicious arguing
from all of us, we lost this battle. People were setting up food
booths music was blasting. We descended down the 250 steps to reach
the pool of the waterfall. The surroundings were green and lush. To
one corner of the pool the mist blew soaking the ground, plant and
people who ventured there. The waterfalls were rushing loudly. The
falls are split into two. The female on the left and the male on the
right. This time of the year, the rainy season, is the best time to
see the falls. Later in the rainy season the guide explained that
the two falls can meet in the middle.
Back up the 250 stairs with Zinetta on
my back. We ate some, relaxed, tried some fresh palm wine. Palm win
is a whitish, slightly bubbly, sweetish wine that is tapped from a
palm tree. Then we were ready to leave, so we exited the gait to
find masses to enter. We said, “Wow we are glad we came early.”
Until we reached our little blue car trapped among hug travel buses,
private cars and tro-tros. We thought we parked in a good exit
spot. Seriously trapped, no one leaving for hours. No parking
rules, park where you can and get out any way you can. No drivers
present in any of the cars that need to make way for us to leave the
madness. Solomon's sister and husband attempted to find the drivers
for two vehicles, as they were school affiliated and all wore there
school uniform shirt. After much time, Emma's cousin said, I saw a
driver of that car! We chased this lady down and begged her to move
her car out so we could exit. She agreed to help, but his meant I
had to drive through this wet ditch area and then up to the road.
Well I had to try. I loaded kids up got the right position and tried,
needed to go faster or I will get stuck... and then boom we erupted
up on the concrete. We made it. I thanked the lady who let me out
and we were off to home.
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