Ghana #3: Woe to Aflao


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From the ferry terminus, we travelled by car east a bit along the barrier island that lines the Atlantic Coast. We stopped in a small town and walked down to the waterfront looking for lunch. From afar we noticed the ground covered with some kind of shimmery substance, and when we got closer we realized it was fish being dried. Several young men waded through the water with nets. They brought up baskets of fish which they tossed out onto the pavement. Several women tended the fish, making neat squares and continually sweeping with stick brooms to dry everything evenly.


After lunch we checked out the beaches. We spent the afternoon oceanside …


…and the evening bayside.


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