After all these preparations for my adventure to Ghana, this would be my first time to what I would call a "real" African country, excluding Egypt, Tunisia and South Africa. So all this trouble for what? That is what you will find out by reading my blog for the next coming few weeks.
So here I am after a short flight of only about 6 hours seated between two sturdy Ghanese men in the capital of Ghana, the "Warrior King" country, Accra. While sitting in the cockpit during the landing, the expression "Dark Africa" was to be seen. Everything was pitch black until only a couple of minutes from touch town when the flashing runway was in sight. My first happening on African ground was being mistaken for a VIP passenger and rushed from the stairs of the plane into a nice Bently car with security guards all around. This was quite funny because I understood something along the lines of "are you Anneke's daughter" or some sort of name with Anneke in it, so just being struck by the sticky heat and immediate feeling of mosquitoes everywhere I unknowingly said yes. Of course I realised something was a bit fishy and luckily got out of it and ran into the normal people bus. A few minutes later the real VIP lady with an enormous hat covering most of her face disembarked the plane and the darkened car quickly drove off. I'm still intrigued to find out who this mysterious lady was. Strangely she wasn't seated in the Buisiness class, maybe to keep a low cover? I have a feeling she's some actress perhaps. Oh well, it doesn't really matter, guess I'll never find out.
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