A is for … Ada Foah
Starting to list my favourite travel destinations, A-Z

After reading so many of my co-writers’ recollections about their alphabetically arranged travels, I’m finally biting the bullet to start my list as well.
I could have started with “A for Accra”, since that city is where I started my international life, after leaving South Africa in the mid-90s. I was posted there as a manager by my South Africa-based company and my wife and I moved there with our young family during the last days of 1994.
The move from the outskirts of Johannesburg, in the dry highlands of South Africa (actually, based on a watershed) to a city on the western coast of the content, was also a watershed moment for us. But I will leave my more philosophical thoughts for another post.
Also, while we loved living in Accra, we would never consider it a typical tourist location. No, to start my alphabet of favourite destinations, we need to go somewhat to the East of that city, to the mouth of the Volta River, to Ada Foah.

The Volta is one of the major rivers on this continent and when it reaches the ocean, it has conspired with the currents to create an estuary with lots of sandy islands populated by palm trees, small fishing villages, and a few spots to lure tourists.
During our first stay in Accra, for 6 years or so, we befriended a large crowd of very diverse people, from all walks of life and from many countries.
One of these families worked for a company that owned a cottage on the Volta River, just upstream of the river mouth. We spent many Sundays there, fooling about with boats on the river, and even into the sea.
Another of our friends, someone from the Middle East who had made Ghana his home for decades already (and I think he’s still there) had built a house on one of the sandy islands in the estuary. They are very hospitable people and we visited that island a couple of times.

It’s very useful to have friends like this! (Not only because they have holiday homes in exotic places, by the way.)
My family and I lived in Ghana from late 1994 to early 2001, then we moved to The Netherlands, where the views are very different from what I show here!
So, when I got an opportunity to head up another project in Ghana, in 2005, I leapt at the chance for another stint there. It also provided more opportunities to visit Ada, of course.




I’ve given you a tiny taste of a really fantastic location. To truly experience it fully, however, you really need to go there yourself, relish in the hot sun and the somewhat cooling breeze, smell the salty air, and just relax.
Here’s a view from a hammock that might inspire you to do so:






