TRAVEL WRITING CHALLENGE
Ghana — Because of the People
The A to Z of my favorite travel destinations

There is so much I can say but it all comes down to one thing. The people. The reason why I fell in love with the country is the people. So friendly, so helpful, and open-minded. They didn’t just change the way I looked at different cultures but onto life in general.
In 2014 and 2015 I spent in total 5 months in Ghana. I was volunteering in a school teaching those children that didn’t get to go to a governmental school. I was there to help the children who otherwise wouldn’t get any education. But in the end, it was them teaching me what nobody could teach me in school.
I could write a book about my experiences in Ghana. I did write a book and I know you all are waiting for the release in English since I only published it in German but I’m honest. I haven’t started with it. Maybe one day I’ll find the time for it.
Until then you have to take my words for granted. Ghanaians claim to be the friendliest nation on earth. I haven’t been to every country in the world but I can speak for those I’ve visited and there, Ghana, is for sure leading the group.
I didn’t go with any expectations but even if I did, they would have been surpassed by far.
I traveled through the country. From east to west and from south to north. I sat in minibusses squeezed between the locals with chicken at my feet, sheep on the roof, and now and then a child or two on my lap.
It was normal.
But I also saw elephants in the wild for the first time, I swam in lakes and hiked along the most beautiful tropical beaches I’ve ever seen.
Since there is too much to share in this post I let you dive into separate articles if you’re interested in this country that has a very special place in my heart.
I still remember the day I arrived in Ghana. Everything was new. And exciting.
And then I moved into a clay hut.
I danced in a church.
I learned why you shouldn’t volunteer in an orphanage.
Or what I thought when I almost burned down a village. Collecting trash is one thing but getting rid of it is a totally different story.
Creating something out of trash could be another option for recycling.
And remember, guns are part of a funeral ceremony. Didn’t you know?
I wrote about my experience hiking along the coast. Alone as a woman.
There are times in my life I got lucky. Like that time I got hit by a rocket.
I still don’t understand why that crocodile didn’t attack or eat me. I touched its skin!
I also learned how to shave the hair with a broken razor blade. And other quirks those children would teach me.
So yes, I’ve made my fair share of experiences in Ghana. I changed. As a person. And my mindset. And I learned a lot. I learned about what really matters in life.
Happiness.
I will always think of the children in the village when I see a tap running. The children drank brown water because it was the only water they had. While we just turn on the tap and liters of pristine drinking water go down the drain.
And I think of the children that loved coming to school because it was the only time they had the feeling someone cared for them. The children I plastered up when they came to me with cuts. The children I gave paracetamol because I had nothing else to treat them with. And no doctor in sight.
And still, they always smiled when they saw me.

This is what Ghana is for me. A poor country with incredibly creative and smart people and the friendliest nation on earth.
“You become wise when you begin to run out of money.” — Ghana proverb
This is a writing prompt response started by Sam Millichap and continued by Adrienne Beaumont. Read their stories with “G”.
“G Is for Girona, Spain” and
“Granada”
You can find the full series of the “A to Z of my favorite travel destinations” in the reading list here.
A — “From Akwidaa to Axim”
B — “A Winter Wonderland at the Base of the Alps”
C — “My Southernmost Destination in the World — The Cape”
D — “Off the Beaten Track in Thailand”
E — “The Only Water to be Found for Miles — Epupa Falls”
F — “Fraser’s Hill — a Tiny Piece of Paradise up in the Mountains of Malaysia”
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