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<title>Travel Blogs from  Africa , Ghana , Greater Accra </title>
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<description>Travel adventures in journals and photos from  Africa , Ghana , Greater Accra </description>
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                    <title>flights to accra from UK</title>
                    <description>Accra Ghana  is a country with traditional towns and villages worth exploring. The rich and distinct heritage history and culture of our people is evident in all ten regions of Ghana. The sandy beaches along the coastline are lined with coconut trees and resorts for the comfort of leisure tourists. Communitybased ecotourism sites can be found across the country. several international airlines i</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-458204.html</link>
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                    <title>Cheap flights to ghana from Uklast minute flights deals</title>
                    <description>Accra ghana a mix sophisticated resorts and fascinating towns with warm clear waters that lap the beaches and secluded coves. Let cheap flights to ghana whisk you away to the most romantic city on earth and the most popular tourist destination in the world. Ghana became the first black nation in subSaharan Africa to achieve independence from colonial rule.The country is named after the ancient </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-458202.html</link>
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                    <title>Mission Accomplished</title>
                    <description>Transit 12km for a total of 907km 8 full cycling days and 55 hours of riding timeWith only a day left we headed back to Accra to prepare for our flight tomorrow  not a minute too soon for Shauna. The bus ride was long and hot. We crossed the border again with our bikes and then caught a bus from the Ghanaian border town of Aflao. There were lots of police blockades to stop at on our ride ba</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-451812.html</link>
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                    <title>Not off to a good start...</title>
                    <description>We arrived on Saturday night after a loooong flight. The flight over the Sahara was so cool though. I never really realized how large of a desert it really is. We flew for hours with nothing but sand beneath. It didn't look very hospitable down there. Upon arrival getting through immigration and customs was easy enough but after that... well that is another story. We quickly learned that peopl</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-451382.html</link>
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                    <title>Departure day</title>
                    <description>I leave today on my adventure to Ghana. Cant wait to get there</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-451322.html</link>
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                    <title>Tomorrow is another day</title>
                    <description>A lazy day here is different from one at home. Because you have the sense that whatever you did or didnrsquot do it was enough. It was enough to just live to feel the sweat sticking the clothes to your body and feel the heat of the sun envelope you like a fire does burning embers. It was enough to step outside and leisurely make your way down the dirt road to greet the neighbors to buy a yam </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-448665.html</link>
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                    <title>pictures up soon</title>
                    <description>Hey everyoneI havnt had time to go through my photos or shrink any of them and thats why the're not up yet. I ll try to get to that soon.Today i am the official medic at a rugby tournament i have not the slightest clue as to how i got into that. Someone asked if people knew a little first aid i said yes and they said im now the official medic... YIKES i hope there are no serious injuries o</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Legon/blog-447749.html</link>
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                    <title>Reflecting on my time in Ghana</title>
                    <description>Looking back on my life changing experiences in Ghana Africa I remember each face each smile and each unique quality that made me fall in love with the children in Abokobi and Accra. The extensive amount of education I was able to share with them was also an intense learning experience for me. Here is a list of all the fun teaching and learning experiences we shared together1. Created and impl</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Abokobi/blog-445230.html</link>
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                    <title>Redefining the word "emergency"</title>
                    <description>Not quite as rural but I almost feel like I am on an episode of ER in the Congo. Except there is no Dr. Carter at my side and no director yelling ldquoCutrdquo this is the solo reallife adventure I always wanted. And Irsquom realizing that itrsquos not as fun laughing to yourself as it is constantly sharing those laughs with others. Still good as Owusu says but not the best. Howeve</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-444973.html</link>
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                    <title>Aburi Botanic Garden</title>
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                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-442956.html</link>
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                    <title>A quiet weekend</title>
                    <description>hey allThe last weekend leaves nothing really to report except that it was hot and getting hotter. I checked once and it was over 85 in my room with lights off fan on full blast and windows open for breeze This will be a small not on beating the heat which has become my full time pursuit.here are my methods1 swimming good overall but the beach is a ways away. We went to a pool last week but </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-442327.html</link>
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                    <title>Akwaaba to Ghana</title>
                    <description>Ohhellipmyhellipgosh get your shots grab your malaria medication and get your butt to Ghana. After one day I have been put under a Ghanaian spell and I do not really want to come out of it it saddens me to know there are only three days left. Forget every single thing you thought about Africa and prepare to be amazed if not by the cities towns or wilderness by the people. I love Spain</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-441591.html</link>
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                    <title>The Becky Update</title>
                    <description>It has occurred to me that people might be wondering about Becky and the family that I am staying with. I feel like a full update on their situation is in order since so many people contributed to their livelihood last year. In case you were out of the loop Becky is a woman I met working in the street children's daycare I volunteered at see The Meaning of Christmas entry who was orphaned at</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-441005.html</link>
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                    <title>Turning Point an ordinary day seen in an extraordinary light</title>
                    <description>Today I chose to completely let go and live moment to moment. Maybe it is because I wore high heels for the first and last time in Ghana and knew each step had to be taken delicately. Or maybe itrsquos because I was tired of the worries that followed me overseas and needed to take action. But I think I made the choice consciously when I woke up early to finish reading My Sisterrsquos Keeper</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-440996.html</link>
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                    <title>Half a Yam in a Storm</title>
                    <description>I wake up late wondering how I managed to sleep through the predawn whirlwind of getting the kids ready and off to school. My body is heavy with the dreams Irsquom still partly dreaming but I pull myself out of bed so that the house girl Modda ldquoMotherrdquo in a Ghanian accent wonrsquot think of me as the princess Becky insists that I be. As I eat the remaining half of a bread rol</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-440429.html</link>
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                    <title>Football Festivities</title>
                    <description>Today we got to go to the Black Star Football Game. The Black Stars are the National Ghanaian Football team. They were playing Sudan in the qualifying game for the World Cup. The game started at 5 pm but we were advised to arrive early so that we could experience the pregame activities. We got to the game around 3 pm. We had VIP seats which were in the front sections we were the fifth or sixth </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-440410.html</link>
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                    <title>Home Not So Sweet Home</title>
                    <description>Now this blog isnrsquot about what I did in Ghana. I could describe the Stilt village the four hour hike to Wli Falls being chased by groups of ecstatic children in an orphanage shopping in a Togolese Voodoo market or dancing through the streets of Accra in a downpour to shouts of ldquoSilly Obronirsquos.rdquo But if you wanted to know that then surely a knock on the door would have </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/Accra/blog-439671.html</link>
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                    <title>Another week in Ghana...</title>
                    <description>So it's been a few weeks since my last entry. Much has happened so get ready.This past weekend a group of us ventured to Ada Foah. This is a little fishing community about three hours east of Accra. After an arduous drive in this cramped bus that kept making stops to unload random things off the roof we finally made it. By the time we got there it was after nine and we were dropped off in what se</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-439432.html</link>
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                    <title>Finally</title>
                    <description>Hey Guys Hope your all well I have finally found the time to sit down and write this blog. I arrived in Ghana on Thursday 10 th September.Lets just say since i have got here i have barely sat down.Accra is amazing  The first few days was a major  culture shock . My first culture shock was seeing the rust bucket on wheels that  was claiming to be a  Taxi . taxi driving on getting me to my destina</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-438824.html</link>
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                    <title>Ghana Part II Rediscovering purpose self and universal hardship</title>
                    <description>Five a.m. the rooster sounds the alarm a fire is started to make tea buckets of water are fetched from the well and the day begins. After stepping onto the warm red earth  smiles and waves follow me down the long road I walk twice a day which instantly fill me with energy. Beads of sweat bubble on my forehead and shoulders waiting for a gracious breeze to free themselves and thanks to the l</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Ghana/Greater-Accra/blog-437620.html</link>
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