Di Wakuma Chi: Another Interesting Day

What comes to your mind when you think of an "Art Center"? Well, I went to a place called the Art Center today in Accra but this art center is a bit different from what I expected it to be based off of its name. The Art Center is a bunch, I mean 100's of little shanties , individually owned, full of handmade products to purchase. Anything from a wooden elephant head to a leather purse. It's sort of like a mall but nothing like a mall I've ever seen; more like a "name your price" bargain area. It was a great time!

I have a friend here, Rasta, who showed me around the Art Center. His name is a very long name and the only parts that I could hear were something, something, Rasta, something, Gideon, something. He said to just call him Rasta.

Seemed fitting...

(He's in the white)

Anyway, we stopped along the beach before we arrived at the art center so that I could check it out. I took a few pictures, uploaded them to my computer and just kept thinking about the pictures I took of the beach while I was in Hawaii. How amazing it is to see the comparison of the two different countries!

See if you can pick which country each picture comes from:

This one may be a little more difficult to figure out if you can't enlarge the photo.

Pretty interesting, in my opinion.

I bought a few gifts from the Art Center for my nieces and nephews. Thank goodness Rasta was with me otherwise I would've bought something from every person who tried to pull me into their shop-literally pull me! I felt so sad for all of them and just wanted to pay the first price they named. Rasta said they really like when a white girl comes to shop and to just let him do the talking; which I did and bought about 7 gifts for the price I would've paid for just one.

I did get to be experience the Rasta life for a minute...