Ghana

[Avotl]

HarryDHo,

I'm staying in Obuasi, which is'nt a place I could recomend anyone to visit.

Yes, A.B is packed with pros but it's anyhow a excelent funny place on Saturday's! Depending of how long your staying, you could visit Tarkwa and check out the nightlife at Papion. Also try Kumasi, but the best place to meet someone is Accra.

Capecost should be a place to visit as well, but I don't have any experiance from that place.

[HarryDHo]

Avoti,

What city are you in now and where do you ercommend in that city? I went to Takoradi after Accra last year. The Africa Beach Hotel was packed with pros. I went to a bar that overlooks the habor (forgot the name). It was also filled with HARD CORE pros.

[Teegee]

Chris P,

Mate if you stick to the basic rules and keep sharpen your instinct you will be an expert of a monger in no time.

Nevertheless a great report.

Thanks

[Avotl]

The last one of Candy.

[Avotl]

And an other one.

[Avotl]

One more of her.

[Avotl]

Pic’s makes to forum more interesting.

This is Candy. She's Sweet!

[Avotl]

HarryDHo,

I dont spend too much time in Accra. Not that I'm not want too, just don't have the time for it.

Usually, when I'm there, I'm staying at the "better" hotels as Golden Tulip or La Palm. Unfortunally there isn't anything within walking distance from these hotels.

If you want to meet a lot of people, you should stay in Osu where you have heaps of bars, resturants and it's crowded in daytime as well.

If you'r looking for some fun action somewhere else, spend a weekend at African Beach Hotel in Takoradi. Use STC busses as it's the safest way to travel.

This have nothing to do with your question but,

people approching you, asking for "Dash", in different way's, is something you have to live with in Ghana. If you can't stand it, stay away! Best way is just to joke with them and take it with a smile. They could be useful, and some will offer you to meet their "Sister".

If they are rude or pushy you just tell them to [CodeWord140] off. That's not acceptable! On the other hand you should'nt be rude either if they ask in a friendly way. At the airport, where everyone know they could find rookie's, you would even find white people asking for money after a teardropping story.

[Great One]

Avotl,
Thank you very much that was very informative.

Goodenough I think your a moron, go find some one else to try and argue with.

[Chris P]

Well, I had a bit of a nightmare in Accra, to put it mildly. I was there on business for a week, but arranged a couple of days extra for a bit of fun (or so I thought). I popped into Jokers on my first night and it was great - there are about five pool tables and the custom is that the loser pays for the game, so being a bit of a whizz with a cue (if I may say so myself!) I hardly shelled out a cedi all night, other than on drinks, which are reasonably priced at about 1 UK pound for a beer.

I'm also fairly young and okay-looking, and got a great deal of female attention from some chicks who were very hot indeed. The place doesn't get going till fairly late (at least not on the night I was there), and once I'd shaken off this ugly, skinny bint who seemed mistakenly to believe that I was her boyfriend, there were about four or five girls cooing around the table while I played. The hottest one, who was slim and petite - not normally my type, I'm a Serena Williams-booty man, but she had an outstandingly beautiful face and a quiet, seductive manner as opposed to the other girls who just grabbed, shouted and made fools of themselves - was sitting on the ledge next to a table and had a habit of sliding her foot up between my legs and gently teasing the little soldier when I was bending over to play a shot. It made me lose my place at the table, but it was worth it!

Then I had a foolish rush of blood which really fucked things up. I saw a fairly short chick at the bar with huge tits looking at me, and giggling to her friend. Now, there's never been anything that turns me on more than a pair of bouncing titties, and when she did a little jiggle, clearly for my benefit, I was hooked; on top of this, the petite chick had gone away for a moment and, this being Africa, I severely doubted whether she would return.

I went over, one thing led to another, and we were soon in a taxi. Not, I must add, before a scene like something out of a horror movie as I entered the vehicle; all the windows of the taxi were open and I looked up to discover what must have been ten people crowded round it, with various parts of their bodies thrust into the car, demanding that I give them money for absolutely no reason whatsoever (happens a lot if you're a white man in Africa). The scene of countless filthy hands flailing and grasping from the darkness, and one-eyed, rancid-breathed heads craning toward me, was genuinely terrifying, and I was glad when we were out of there.

I was less glad, however, of the changes that had occurred to my partner for the evening; while she sounded and behaved like a giggly cheerleader in the bar, ample chest thrust out and boucing; squeaky voice; etc; it soon became apparent that this was merely an act. Her voice dropped an octave (no, don't worry, it wasn't THAT kind of disaster!), she breathed out, exposing a gut almost as large as her breasts, and I noticed close up in the light that, while she had a pretty face, her skin was like the surface of Mars. She took off her shoes in the taxi and put her feet up on me, and they were calloused, scabby, and basically disgusting. I should've gone back theer and then but couldn't be bothered...and hey, there's still the titties, right?

Wrong. Once I got back and she got her top off I could see that, while sizable, her breasts were held in place only by an industrial-size and -strength bra. Yup - she was afflicted by that common African disease known as "pancake tits", and had a huge, ugly scar across her wobbling belly to boot. And top it all off, she was a fucking nutcase; she literally started screaming and crying hysterically when I turned out the light, because she was "afraid of the dark".

I eventually decided to cut my losses and simply kicked her out, but she was clearly more devious than I thought as, next day when I went to change my remaining British pounds to cedi, there were none in my wallet, or anywhere else in my room. Anooying, but not a problem, I thought, as I had my HSBC Switxh/Maestro card with me, which had allowed me to withdraw money in Brazil and Bahrain; and as HSBC prides itself upon being "the world's local bank", surely the Ghanaian situation would be equally simple?

Wrong again. None of the ATM points allowed me to withdraw, and HSBC has not branched out into this god-forsaken banana republic (and who can blame them?) I went to Barclays and was told that it would not work, then the Standard Chartered/Western Union next door to hear the same. I also have internet banking, so I explained my predicament to the Standard Chartered manager, and asked if I could transfer money via this medium; the guy said that they didn't have that facility. This is the national HQ of a leading international bank, and they don't have internet banking?! What sort of barefoot, dipshit, bush-foraging place is this, I asked myself?

Seriously beginning to shit it by now, as my non-changeable flight was soon and I had a hotel bill to pay, I went to the British High Commission as a last, desperate throw of the dice. After all the chaotic incompetence and sheer criminality of the last 24 hours, I can't tell you how good it felt to step into that oasis of tranquility and civilisation; well, for a short time, until the duty officer explained to me that there was nothing that they could do for me technically, and that I would have to have someone in the UK transfer me extra cash. Of course, the following day was a national holiday, so it wouldn't arrive in time.

Thank goodness, this bureaucratic nightmare was averted by the kindness of the officer, who actually took me to their home and allowed me to transfer money via the web from my account to theirs, after which they gave me the equivalent in cedi. That allowed me to sort out my bill and leave, but nothing more.

Moral of the story? Well, for one thing, don't expect Switch/Maestro to work in this backward place; bring Visa. Another thing is that, regarding what some people here have said about Ghanaians being friendly, that must be qualified by saying "friendly when they think they'll get something out of you".

A perfect example was when, purely by coincidence, I was walking along a street and met the airport official who had stamped my passport; while I was waiting at the booth, we had chatted for a couple of minutes about Ghanaian football players, and he recognised me and said hello, shook my hand very friendly, etc. He kept saying something like "the pocket empty", and it was only after a couple of minutes that I realised he wanted me to give him some money, When I made it clear that I wasn't about to hand over some of my hard-earned for absolutely no reason, he simply walked off in mid-conversation, without a glance back. I also talked to the Commission officials about this, and they totally agreed, saying that the incessant hustling and scamming were a huge and intractable problem.

Following on from what Great One said, I have noticed these traits to be prevalent in African/Afro-Caribbeans in the UK as well. It is unarguable that there are certain traits among certain peoples; for instance, everyone who has been to Thailand says that Thais are, on average, more polite than Britons. Not every single Thai is more polite than every single Briton, but on the whole, there is a strong and noticeable correlation. The same is true of African/Afro-Caribbeans with hustling and scams. It really pissed me off no end while I was there, even before my disaster at Jokers, and I doubt very much I'll be going back, despite my taste for booty. It's a great shame, for them more than anyone else, because if they diverted the energy and ingenuity expended on scamming and hustling to fixing their countries and communities, they might just become something more than the backwaters that they are.

[HarryDHo]

Avoti,

I'm coming to Ghana next week. I stayed at Ploma last year, was bored to death becuse nothing was in walking distance outside the compound. Where do you recommend a person stay in Accra or other cities where a person can wander around and meet people?

[Avotl]

Great One,

I’m married with a Ghanaian since 8-years, known her for more than 10-years and we having two wonderful kids’ together. We live in a European country, but me living temporary now in Ghana since one year ago.

You will for sure find your future wife in Ghana if you just taking your time. Don’t waste time looking for them at Macumba or the other discos however. At the sites you mention you just find the desperate once, so that’s a dead end too.

Search by the waitress, hotel staff, etc or just be lucky and you find the one! Many (most?) of the single x-pats staying in Ghana for a longer time ends up in a deeper relation or marriage after mongering around for a year or less.

It could be difficult to sort out the serious from the gold diggers if you’re not used to Ghanaians, as the general rule is that the boyfriend takes care of he’s girlfriend. This applies to everyone in Ghana! We may call it prostitution but they don’t. And do you really want your love to work 12 hours a day for some 80’ to 500’ cedi a month?

Telling that they love you deeply, etc is their way to express themselves, which makes it difficult to sort out gold diggers. Ghanaians marries for economical reasons, it’s up to you to find the right girl, which suits for you so that love would develop by time.

Signs too watch out for is girls running around in discos to often, smoking girls and girls drinking too much beer, or touch stronger alcohol. Stay away from them! Age difference should not be more than 15 – 20 years if you want peace in your marriage.

Note that expectations are also very high on girls travelling overseas so you must accept to help the family “small, small”. Understand that all Ghanaians highest dream is to have there own house in Ghana. Just be patient as this normally disappear from their minds after a few years.

[HarryDHo]

Well, that's final then, we all agree. American women are horrible!

[Dogs Body]

Chester's is said to still be open under the name Savannah Club on a travel site I checked. Live music on Wendsdays reported.

Has anyone stayed at Akotta Villas? I plan to stay there barring some very bad report.

[GoodEnough]

Thanks Jem. I appreciate the nice words.

As to you Great One, I suggest you buy a simple-to- read textbook on English Language semantics, sentence structure, and above all, punctuation. Then you can move on to more advanced topics such as paragraphs and perhaps even tenses and verb and noun agreement.

So, you worked in the Hip Hop industry for years, among people of whom you're disdainful. I guess if you were a woman some men might say you prostituted yourself. You also don't want any woman who has been paid by men like you, who has had 1,000 women, to have sex. Please look up the definition of the word "hypocritical" when you get a chance. You characterze yourself as someone who feels that black people are "all up to playing and games." Some people might think that such generalizations smack of racism. And oh yes you routinely fuck women (98% of them black) for whom you have no respect. What does this say about you? Nothing good.

In closing, let me add that you find it awfully easy to condemn those who choose selling themselves over starvation. I would guess that, unless and until you confront a similar situation in your own life, you have no idea of the desperate acts in which you might engage. I have interviewed dozens of "sex workers" in Africa, done studies, read the research and you know, I've never heard of a single instance in which one of them admitted to liking her profession.

If, as is your right, you refuse to become a little bit more informed, you might at least try to develop a heightened sense of human compassion.

GE