So after our extremely long day riding in our trusty bush taxi we get to Kumasi, a city in central Accra. I had booked us a cool little hostel thanks to hostelworld.com thinking it was somewhere close to the city since that is what the website says. Turns out, it is an hour and half outside the city in the middle of nowhere, even for Africa. So here we are late are night in a city that we know no one and we are being driven out to the middle of nowhere because people keep giving our driver directions in a language we don't understand. I was trying to act like I knew what we were doing, Josh was just hungry, and Leah was on the verge of tears as we rode in this huge van incredibly off road. We pulled up to this guesthouse place and we think it is the most sketch place in the world. We are the only visitors to come in a week and the huge picture of Bob Marley makes us wonder a little bit about what is going on.
We go to sleep and laugh off the adventures of the day. When I woke up I quickly realized that it was all worth it. What we couldn't see in the pitch black dark was that there was a huge lake and beautiful little mountains all around. We were in the middle of a tropical paradise and didn't even know it. Turns out this was Lake Botsowomu (or something like that) the youngest crater lake in the world.
There were fishermen out on the lake paddling long pieces of wood like kayaks. It was just flat out beautiful. That morning we had a great little breakfast with some Tracy Chapman playing in the background and just got a great chance to be quiet and soak in life for a while.
Rainbow Garden Village was a great place to be still and just know that God is God. In light of all the events of this summer, it was a much welcomed time of rest. Too bad it only lasted for a morning. Of course the taxi that took 4 hours to actually come and pick us up forced us to have some extra quality time at RGV but hey, "it's Africa."
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