Showing posts with label Osu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Osu. Show all posts

Monday, 21 July 2014

The Golden Tulip, Mamma Mia and the Alliance Français


By Saturday I was in need of some rest so decided to spend the day at a pool where I could swim safely (La Beach is not recommended for swimming owing to strong currents and rip tides). Most of Accra’s hotel swimming pools are open for day use for a fee. I headed to the Golden Tulip, not far from 37 tro-tro station.

The Golden Tulip’s pool is calm, uncrowded and very clean, and the changing rooms are immaculate. At 40 cedis (£8) for day use, it is a bit on the pricey side but worth it if you are spending the whole day there. There is a menu with plenty of choice of food and drink for those who spend all day (prices range from 20 – 70 cedis). There are also sunloungers to relax in with a book, and towels are available free of charge.

Next I headed into Osu to meet some colleagues for dinner. Needing a break from red red and plantain, we headed to Mamma Mia, Accra’s best Italian restaurant, for delicious thin-crust pizza (around 30 cedis / £6) and mouth watering fresh lobster, prawns and calamari (70 cedis / £14).

Afterwards, as the Alliance Français had been such a success on Friday night (see previous post), we headed back there for a hip-hop concert, featuring artists from all over Africa. It blew away all expectations.

Friday night’s entertainment had been upbeat and fun, but pretty mellow and not too crowded. I had been expecting the same thing on Saturday, but was hugely mistaken. The place was packed out. You could barely move for people bouncing up and down with excitement. We had been expecting a showcase of relatively little known artists. It turned out that the line up featured some of Ghana’s, and indeed Africa’s, biggest contemporary rappers. Everyone knew the words. Girls were screaming with excitement.

We could soon see why. The quality of the hip-hop on offer was great. I will definitely be looking up some of the artists on Spotify when I get home. E.L., Gemini, Shaker, M.anifest, Sarkodie, Sargo, Kojo Cue, PK and C-Real are a few names I will definitely be taking away with me.




Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Jamestown, Usshertown, and Rockefella's, Osu

I spent Sunday taking a stroll once again through Jamestown and Usshertown. Starting from the chaotic Tema Station (see previous post) I walked down towards the High Street that follows the coastline westwards. It’s an interesting stroll that took me past the sculptured grounds of Kwame Nkrumah Memorial Park, the very impressive looking Supreme Court buildings, and far less impressive looking magistrates’ courts. On my stroll I also spotted a lorry delivering bathrooms by a company very pleasingly named “Van Gend & Loos”. Was this a coincidence or has someone actually made a toilet-based pun from arguably the European Court of Justice’s most important constitutional case (Van Gend en Loos v Nederlandse Administratie der Belastingen (1963),Case 26/62)?

During my stroll I enjoyed a small bag of ice cream from a street vendor. You’ll spot men pushing along small crate on the front of a bicycle. These are full of tiny plastic bags full with ice cream and frozen yoghurt. They’re tasty and only cost 1 cedi (20p).

As I got further towards the lighthouse Usshertown became more and more interesting. There are lots of old colonial buildings, now mostly wrecks, in which fantastic murals have been painted and kids play football. There are also a number of boxing clubs around, and you can see teenagers sparring outside. Opposite the lighthouse is a large playing field, which seems to be a popular venue for hosting funeral celebrations. Both times I have been down to the lighthouse I have seen crowds of people on the field, dressed in red and black, dancing and generally looking like they are having a good time.


Once at the lighthouse, I clambered down the steps onto the beach in front and rested in the shade of the friendly (though somewhat dilapidated) Jaynii Beach Bar. Just as I was making my way up the stairs I suddenly heard shouts of “Obruni! Obruni!”* I looked over and saw a crowd of small children running towards me. Unlike the kids I had encountered last week, who approached me cautiously, like a creature to be feared (see post entitled 'Jamestown'), these ones had no such trepidation. Before I knew what was happening, they had flung their arms around my legs and were jumping up and down shouting and laughing. One of them then held his hands in front of his face and started miming taking a photo. Obligingly, I took my camera from my bag and the kids immediately lined up and started practicing their poses. They then crowded around to see the finished product on digital display and looked very pleased with themselves. Here they are:


Later on, I headed to Osu to meet up with new friends and watch the World Cup Final. We went to a bar called Rockefella’s, just off of Oxford Street on 6th Street (opposite the petrol station, just past Sarah’s Fabrics). It’s a really nice place to relax, with an outdoor seating area, which on Friday night was crowded around a large screen TV showing the match. I had already eaten before arriving but soon wished I hadn’t. Rockefella’s is, surprisingly, a sushi restaurant, and the sushi looked great. Accra’s restaurant scene is turning out to be far more cosmopolitan than I had anticipated!


* “White person! White person!”

Fabric Shopping

I had it on good authority from a number of friends who have previously lived in or visited Ghana, that some of the best fun you can have in the country is having clothes made at a fraction of the price you would spend at home. A large part of the fun comes from browsing the many gorgeous batik fabrics on offer (patterned cloths made using wax to build up blocks of colour) for which Ghana is so famous. Find yourself a seamstress/tailor and ask them to recommend how much fabric you need for your particular items in advance of buying. As a rough guide (though this will very much depend on your size), two yards should make a shirt or skirt, two-three yards should make a short dress. For a very long dress you might need four yards, to be on the safe side.

Having had a seamstress recommended by one of my colleagues, and having a few items in mind, I decided to dedicate Saturday to fabric buying, so that I would have enough time to get everything made before leaving (it can take a seamstress around a week to make a dress, and then sometimes several fittings are then required to make sure the fit is perfect). I jumped in a tro-tro and headed into Old Accra.

If you take a tro-tro to Accra it is likely you are going to disembark at the chaos that is Tema Station. It’s a maze. It is probably better not to try and understand it, but just go with the flow. There are people absolutely everywhere, tro-tros everywhere and vendors all over the place selling all sorts. There is an overpowering smell of sweat, petrol, sewage and smoked fish, which you will find for sale just about everywhere, glistening in yellow oil.



At the far end of the station a small rocky path will take you out into a market place. Just about everything is on sale here and is worth taking a quick look around (though be warned people in this area do not approve of photo-taking). Keep moving quickly, though, or else you’ll be jostled to the side by ladies carrying enormous loads balanced on their heads. The market sells fruits, fish, homewares, basic provisions like toothpaste and washing up liquids, clothes, and just about everything else (in the tro-tro home the woman beside me had purchased an actual kitchen sink). There are also a fair few fabric stalls to browse, selling materials by the yard. These are good options for fabric buying if you only need a yard or two. However, for more choice head to Makola Market…which is just what I did.

Makola Market is a short walk away from Tema Station. It covers an enormous area and is made up of both outdoor stalls and several blocks of shops. Again, just about everything you could need is on offer here. I was even confronted by a man selling rodent killer and who demonstrated his product’s effectiveness by waving in front of my face two dead mice tied up on a piece of string. Lovely.

Makola Market is centred around Makola Square. You’ll know it by the huge concrete arch in the middle (it looks a lot like half a giant McDonald’s “M”). Immediately around the big arch are lots of stalls selling clothing, bangles, soaps, homewares etc, as well as a few restaurants to sit and enjoy a drink when Makola gets too much. I passed a stall selling Christian music CDs. Strangely, rather than playing gospel, this particular stall was blasting Johnny Cash through its speakers. I’m not entirely convinced that “I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die”, is entirely the Evangelical message!

If you pass through the big arch and through the square you will find yourself surrounded by shopping streets which, again, can be quite overwhelming. If you are after fabrics you want the shops directly in front of the square. Here you will find warehouses stacked from floor to ceiling with beautiful fabrics of every colour of the rainbow and every possible design.

I found myself browsing the warehouses for several hours, chatting away to all the salesladies as I went. One lady asked me if I would be interested in marrying her son; another asked me my Twi name;* another explained to me all about funeral fabrics;** and another, on discovering I was British, proceeded to ask me just why the Queen refused to abdicate and made it quite clear she hadn’t been a fan of the royal family since the death of Princess Di.

After several hours of browsing and chatting I finally settled on a selection of fabrics with which I intend to make a couple of dresses and a trouser suit. If you do buy fabrics in Makola, be aware that most of the stuff on offer at the warehouses (where you will get by far the biggest selection) are wholesale only. This means you’ll have to buy a minimum of six yards of each piece. There are a few places selling by the single yard but with nowhere near as big a selection. Given the choice on offer, I would advise buying direct from the wholesaler. Six yards comes in at around 30-35 cedis (around £6-7). If you buy per yard, this is normally around 10 cedis (£2) per yard anyway, and if you need 3 yards for a dress, buying in bulk from the wholesaler doesn’t cost you too much more.

For anyone who wants to shop in a more relaxed atmosphere, free from smoked fish and mice on string, there are a couple of places in Osu that you could try. Woodin’s on Oxford Street stocks a range of high quality fabrics and readymade items. You can also find some very beautiful designs in a small store in Oxford Street Mall. Sarah’s Fabrics on 15th Street, just off Oxford Street (opposite the petrol station at the northern end) doesn’t stock batik, but is a good place to pick up lining and also raw silk in a variety of colours, should African print not be your thing.

* In Ghana, many people are named according to the day on which they were born. I was born on a Friday, so my Twi name is Efia.

** When someone dies, it is customary to have a whole new outfit made for the funeral, typically in the colours red and black.

Monday, 7 July 2014

Republic, Osu

Accra is renowned for its nightlife. Having a broken ankle I wasn’t particularly keen on going dancing, but I was keen to sample the bar scene that Accra is now famous for. So I joined my colleagues for drinks after work.

It seems that Friday is the day that Ghanaian office workers shun formal office attire in favour of traditional African dress. This meant that everyone in the office looked absolutely brilliant. Next to the colourful prints and impeccably tailored, sculptured dresses, my black skirt and navy shirt looked drab to say the least. Nevermind. That wouldn’t stop me going out, especially when I had France v Germany to tune into, and a host of brand new work-mates to get to know.

So I went with a number of my new colleagues into Osu. Osu is the best place in the city to find bars and restaurants. We all settled into Republic, a small bar just off of Oxford Street, in the heart of Osu. If any travellers to Ghana stumble upon this blog when looking for recommendations for places to eat and drink, I would heartily recommend Republic to them. Trendy, but extremely laid back, this little red bar with plenty of outdoor seating didn’t disappoint. The staff were friendly, the large outdoor screen satisfied all my World Cup viewing needs, and the hibiscus cocktail was delicious and cheap. And don’t miss the fried cassava. Yum.