Showing posts with label Wa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wa. Show all posts

Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Training for an Illegality


WA; Capital of the upper west of Ghana 

Ghana has interesting rules when it comes to the usage of motorbikes. In the northern part of the county where i lived last year and the early part of this year, most people own and use motorbikes. This is presumably due to the poor nature of the roads and the relatively lower cost of owning and maintaining a motorbike than purchasing a car. In fact one of the things i really enjoyed whiles living in the northern part of Ghana is getting to ride (as a passenger) on a motor bike everyday. On any given day i would ride either a motorbike or a bicycle for errands. I think my obsession with riding on bikes stems from the fact that  motorbikes are not predominant in the south where i came from. I always looked forward to travelling to the city (Wa) from the village during weekends. The 'getting there' part of the trip was always the most exciting for me. The sound of the strong winds on your face, the energy, the noise and the excitement as the bike traveled a 100km/hr. Whiles we left a thick cloud of dusty air behind us as we sped forward. I never got tired of looking at the beautiful northern Savanna landscapes as well as the lovely views of dam 15. I was always surprised at how kids as young as 10 and 12 could ride motorbikes whiles an adult like me couldn't. I vowed to learn how to ride so that i could purchase one when i move to Accra. But sadly all that had to come to an end after a year, i didn't learn how to ride a motorbike and I've hence moved back south.
On days that i reminisce about good times in the north, my bike rides always comes up as part as some of my favourite moments. Therefore i was surprised to find commercial motorbike services who were willing to take passengers from one part of the city to another. But the sad bit about this service it that they are illegal says the Ghana police. It is not a recognised form of commercial transport in Ghana unlike Nigeria. These motorbikes popularly know as 'Okada' though its illegal looks like its highly patronized because although the police have tried to shut them out for so many times. They find a way of weaving their way back into Ghana's transportation system. Supply usually goes with demand therefore the fact that these illegal commercial motor bike operators keep coming back into the transport system means that customers clearly keep demanding and articles such as this and this further buttresses that point. So here is where i come clean, as a transport user and a commuter i have patronised the services of the bike riders a few times. They are cheaper than a taxi cab, can weave in and out of traffic and therefore i get to where i'm going faster and is a quick easy transport fix. On most of my illegal rides on these motor bikes the riders usually ask me whether i have a motorbike of my own? After replying 'no' i usually ask them why i keep being asked that question and most riders tell me i don't seem jittery and nervous when i sit on the bike. I have the perfect balance and don't hold on to them too tight out of fear. It looked like all the riding i have been doing back in the north has payed off. Considering i was nervous and probably held on to the rider too hard back then when i started riding.  These comments on the riders part make me  happy but then i realise am encouraging something which is illegal, i don't get happy as much. 

Sunday, 28 September 2014

Upper West Reunited


I have officially left the upper west of Ghana as a national service personnel, upon leaving upper west, i spent a few weeks in Kumasi which is the capital of the Ashanti region of Ghana. Kumasi will always hold a special place in my life since i lived there more than a decade. What i love about that city is that it has the perfect mix of urban feel and cultural heritage. There is a lot to see and do from visiting wood carver and their beautiful arts and crafts stores in Ahwiaa to checking out lionesses at the zoo. But for some really odd reason, i would not like to stay in Kumasi long term (i see it more as an escape city). I came to Accra after my Kumasi visit but whiles in Accra, i knew i would go to upper west soon. This is because i had some unfinished business that needed taking care of. Though an inconvenience for traveling all the way north for some really trivial 'business' reason that could have been done over the phone, any opportunity for travel for me should not be missed.even if i have have been to that particular place a thousand times. It would also be an opportunity to catch up with some old friends from the program who i'ld probably be seeing for the last time. 
All Hail the amateur motor rider

My friends from the national service program Emmanuel, Domnic, Julius, Daniel, and Micheal

Country side always beautiful 

Countryside
I didn't do anything really special on this trip, i just took a leisurely work in and around the main market to see what traders had in store as well as a walk through the principal streets of Wa which is the capital of the upper west region of Ghana. A few minutes after taking the beautiful pictures of the countryside. The weather became gloomy that explains the cloudy nature of the weather in the other photos.
A walk through the market



Heavy rains prevented me from doing a lot more sight seeing and walking 




Monday, 16 June 2014

Meat eating and Calorie counting

I can’t count a day passing by without me consuming meat or some type of animal protein of some sort. Its either beef, chicken, liver and what have you. There are so many khebab joints here in Wa selling delicious grilled meat with sizzling aromas while pouring bottles upon bottles of oil over grilled beef, mutton and what have you. I can tell you that this hasn't been the healthiest lifestyle but who cares about healthy when your mouth is having a good time. And physically, over indulgence in this type of eating is really showing on me making me pot bellied, i’m currently bursting at the waistlines, meanwhile i tell myself tomorrow "i will work out" with an elaborate plan (sit-ups, squats, run, push-ups, 4.5 kilometre run, the whole works) but this work out session is yet to happen. Now I have this trick, where anytime I go the khebab seller these days, all i  buy is grilled liver at least it seems a bit healthier. It came to a point i wanted to try fish but i walked through the market and i could not find fresh fish to buy although once in a while you get lucky and a fisherman brings some from the dam. All the fish available are frozen fish from a cold store which is not something i really like.
Therefore whiles reading about how i can eat better, i chanced upon articles which deal with the concept of 'calorie counting' which is basically about measuring the amount of calories in one's diet and having a ceiling to avoid overeating. Maybe i would give it a shot, gradually counting the calories with every piece of red meat i put in my mouth. But i can bet you 99% of my 'khebab dealers' would not be able to tell me the amount of calories in a stick of khebab.
So i ask how much calories does 3 sticks of liver and cold bottle of beer contain?

My weakness
My favourite Khebab guy
My liver just the way i like it



Friday, 13 June 2014

Time consciousness through Islam


“Allahu Akbar”, once you live in a predominantly Muslim dominated community you hear this a lot ahead of every call to prayer. Islamic prayer (Salat) is traditionally said 5 times a day, which is spread throughout various time points during the day. Islamic prayer has had an impact on the way i live my life since i moved to Upper west of Ghana especially the capital Wa which has quite a substantial number of Muslims. Why? Because the “call to prayer” helps me see my life unrolling right in front of my eyes thus making me get a better sense of how i’m spending my days.
Living in predominantly Islamic neighborhood you hear all the five calls to prayer. “Allahu Akbar” literally translates as “Allah (God) is Great” and precedes most of the calls to prayer. First of the prayers is the “Fajir” i often hear the call at 5 am whiles the prayer is said around 5.15-5:30am this is a call for me to wake up myself and pray, meditate and have a moment of self-reflection after which i plan my day. I have read so many times on how 'early risers' are more efficient and very effective. This has somehow proven to be true for me  I usually plan the day mentally to have a fair idea of the things i want to achieve throughout the day. Because knowing the kind of person i am, “your typical type-A, has too many ideas, excited about everything and ends up doing nothing” it’s really helpful to have focus and a goal. 
Then there is the afternoon prayer called “Zuhr”, the prayer is said around 1.15 -2pm but I personally call it “go get lunch” prayer. Whiles eating my lunch which is usually fufu, i check up on my mental to-do list to see what i have been able to get done in the past 6 hours and gear myself up for what is left to be done.
The third prayer is known as “Asr” said around 3.15 -3.30 in the late afternoon, at this point i label my to-do list a going down the drain chore because technically my “working day” is grinding to an end. At this prayer point, my eyes and my body are just begging me for a nap since i woke up early. This is the point where I cancel “go to the bank” off my to do list and push it to the next day. Meanwhile,i’m texting my friends asking where are we 'hanging out' in the evening.
6.10pm call to prayer known as ”Majud” this is where the technical part of my brain is gradually making a beeline for the finish whiles my right brain comes alive. HAPPY HOUR? YES!!!
6.15-11.30pm prayer is the final prayer called “Isha” this is such an important prayer call for me because it just reminds me to take stock of my life and reflect over the success and the missed opportunities, the defeats and how i can  live a better life. And the fact that it is in a wide range just signifies that there is still time to do what you really want to do nothing is ever too late.
So next time when you hear “Allahu Akbar” from a distance, Muslim or not it’s a clarion call for proper time management…

Thanks to Zainab for helping me out with this one...


Saturday, 7 June 2014

Wa: A Photo Essay

Wa is the capital of the Upper west region of Ghana and i've been there a number of times. I can't resist  taking shots of places or things that interest me anytime am there. Although part of a democratic Ghana, the town of Wa has a traditional ruler who is known as the "Wa-Na". Upper west is the youngest region in Ghana this makes Wa Ghana's youngest capital town therefore it still looks like a growing city and there's not much to see . I particularly like the way the town is well laid out and the streets are tarred. Over the months, i've taken scores of pictures of this nice town, from the numerous motorbikes that you find on the street to the popular breakfast meal "parkyeremah" to the heavenly smells of khebabs (barbecue) on sale whiles drinking jugs upon jugs of pito (locally brewed beer) not forgetting a lively market scene. Wa is definitely worth a visit...

                             











Monday, 26 May 2014

The Perfect Smock

Anytime i go to Wa (Wa is the regional capital of the Upper West a post on the town coming soon)  i see a lot of shops which sell smocks of all kinds. Smocks for men, women and children and honestly i have always wanted to get one because it looks good on people especially when we go to church on Sunday. So i went to town to find the perfect smock. A smock is made by weaving threads on a loom to form the cloth then sold to the designers who in turn cut and create them into nice pieces of wearable art.

One of my personal favourites

These are photos of a few shops i visited, most smocks had two-tone colour design.
Weavers weaving the threads to make the cloth
A craftsman busy at work
This is the perfect fit for me...