Accra

Does one ever get used to all the noise in central Accra. The busy crowd, that - I’m going about my business and get out of my way - crowd. You are pushed , pulled, hit …. all unintentional. People are going about their business. Porters carrying neck breaking loads on their heads or pulling along sacks and boxes of goods on a truck meant for the market. You can’t get in the way of these guys. They are anxiously looking forward to off load - and they don’t mind pushing you out of the way with all that load - if you are in their way.

Cars are barely able to drive through this thick crowds but they must. Thus horns won’t stop tooting … ear itching sounds. Get out of the way,you need to get out of the way.

People in this environment to survive have to adapt. Drivers grow hard arm muscles from turning the wheels , porters,kayayoos,to survive must grow strong neck muscles and arms and legs for lifting off loading etc… even more importantly your back must be stronger. Pedestrians, buyers and passengers must adapt to the noise. Thus you must grow sharp-agile ear muscles to quick elude and ignore all the noise. You don’t elude noise with headphones or ear plugs here ,you will die. Everything will hit you. You need your ears not only to be sharp enough to elude noise ,you need it to navigate the harsh environment.

Welcome to Accra central. Life here is tiring but never boring. With all these people you can imagine a lot of fun interesting things happen.

At day is the struggle at night is chillaxing.

Chale Accra dey be.