The moving bakery

In the busy street trying not to be run over, difficulty finding an empty taxi so then just got in one which already had 3 people in it! They call this "share taxi". Luckily I wasn't in a hurry because after half an hour of dropping people off and picking up new ones we were at the same place where I got in at the Crab statue. Didn't mind because had nothing else to do and it was quite fun just looking out and being squashed in the middle of two good sized Ghanian ladies shouting out the windows. One was also carrying a baby on her back so it was a bit of a tight squeeze.

Went to the STC bus station to already buy a ticket for tomorrow to Accra but the not so friendly lady said it wasn't possible to buy in advance here.
Continued with the same taxi to the university to look around. I didn't expect it to be so big! Thought I could just get out anywhere and walk around, but I had no idea where to get out so stayed in the taxi and he drove around and explained what the buildings were. At first sight this reminded me a lot of UPM with the spaced out buildings and the wide roads with plenty greenery.
However as we drove further it was clear this wasn't as nice as UPM. Maybe because it's holiday now so no students about and the place looked a bit dead. The whole thing was sort of in the middle of the bush. There was one main hostel for the students and the lecturers also lived on the campus in small cottages. We drove past the faculty of education, development, science and medical science which was literally surrounded by bushes and trees in the back of the campus.
Judging from the signs I expected the uni to be more developped and modern but to me it still sort of looked like a construction site. Also on the campus there were huts as hawker stalls with people living there in between them on the streets.

Getting back to the Crab statue, went to walk about a bit past "London bridge" (not actually a bridge) and I though I was following my small map but probably missed a turning and ended up walking for quite a long time. From the map it looks like 6km! On the way I bought a (hand) bag for only 2cedis, the one with the world map on it named "prego" and also a bread bun for only 30 pesewas which was so nice and fresh coming from on top of the girls head.

You have to be lucky to see the right things you're looking for come past (such as bread) and take the chance because you don't know when the next breads will walk past. You can't just go to the bakery to get some, the breads will hopefully come to you!
Mostly what I've noticed coming past though as nice smelly fish heads!

I've managed to track down some more bread buns while walking past the shore where it was obvious to see that the less wealthy people lived here. In the smell of fish, half dressed babies and kids with broken slippers running around pulling on my shirt shouting "obrungi!" (foreigner) and other people looking much more at me than on the main street. The people here actually lived on the street, eating, selling their catch of the day, washing, using the small dried up stream as toilet and even sleeping.

So I thought saying I was French will work, but the guy who asked today spoke French so alas that too isn't the solution. Maybe Russian?