Everyone who knows me well knows I’m a lover of old architecture and you’ve also seen here that I’m also a lover of history so it’s only right that I visit the historical sites whenever I make a trip that has something fascinating to share. This time my destination was Cape Coast Castle, Ghana.
We awoke early and had our complimentary breakfast that came with the hotel accommodation once the team was ready; we headed on our very merry way. I think we left Accra sometime around 8am and begun our journey to Cape Coast, we grabbed a proper breakfast of ‘Brodo’ the Ghanaian version of Agege bread and a drink and cranked up the volume listening to ‘Bronya’ by Wutah, shoutout to Kobena for introducing me to it. It is a major jam! (I even went on to download the video once I got back into the country). Still on the way, we stopped at a local gas station to purchase supplies (please read as food and drinks), because that’s the poster page for road trips, and I had my intro to Blue Skies and also had a refreshing coconut water drink. It was a fun road trip/ ride as I was with great company, had food and water and no need to stop for a potty break, so yay us!!
The trip took me back to the days when I used to go to school from wherever it was that I was to Ekiti state and back and you can only imagine the nostalgic feeling I had. Shout out to all the people I ever traveled with *insert peace sign*.
The first time I went to Cape Coast Castle I think was about 10 years ago and so my attention was more focused on the traders and their tourist friendly wares but fast forward to the present, I was very interested to hearing the history and how the trade went down.
My tour guide was a very educated young man who spared no detail when it came to sharing the stories from the time of the colonial era and kept us very interested as he captured us with imagery from the past and had an in-depth knowledge about everything as well as passion. So you can imagine how the tour went. He also answered every single question we asked and left us totally satisfied.
The place was well-managed and maintained and I even saw some new additions and upgrades from the last time I was there. We also visited the gallery/ museum that I don’t remember existing when last I visited and that was also an interesting place to be.
From the cells that I couldn’t stand in because of my claustrophobia to the dungeons that were poorly ventilated and had practically no source of light to the church that was just above the dungeons (shocker for me), It was an experience. We also got to see the defense wall and I touched the cannons used to defend the castle. Funny story, while on the wall, I spotted a man who was relieving himself (doing a number 2) on the rocks below the wall, he simply looked up and waved while going on with his business.
Something I noticed was that of all the various tours going on, about 80% of the attendees were tourists from outside the African continent and upon investigation, I got to learn that’s how the turn up usually is. As much as I’m all for exploring it made me sad to think that the people whose history it is, show very little interest in learning about their history and understanding how it went. Maybe, just maybe it would enable them think twice about certain things like pursuing collaboration and unity on the African continent.
At this day and age, especially on social media, I see Africans from different nationalities often taking jabs at one another and entertaining trivial conversations like ‘which country is home to the most beautiful people?’ or ‘who has the best food?’. A couple of times, I’ve been sucked into that web but trips like this help realign my focus and reignite the passion to foster unity in and around the African continent. We share a history that should unify us for the greater good.
It reminded me of something I saw on the walls of Kalakuta Museum sometime in September 2016.
If a man wants to enslave you forever, he will never tell you the truth about your forefathers.
And now that I’ve got all that off my chest, here’s the chance to live voraciously through few of the pictures I took during my visit to Cape Coast Castle, Ghana.
Of course, no tour is complete without me getting lost because of my sometimes inattentiveness, and I lived up to expectation by getting lost in a colonial house and wandered off but the bright side was that I was able to get the shot below and it will most definitely be hanging on my wall some years from now to remind me that I am and will always be a wanderer who occasionally gets lost especially when there’s a crowd.
Just outside the doors of no return, the fishermen have taken over and run a very booming fish market. The last time I was here, the doors were closed so I purposely took the picture of the other side of the door that says “door of return” as for me, it meant a whole lot.
The experience for me was both educational and overwhelming because it is sad to see to what extent the fear of the unknown (in my opinion) can do to a set of people to make them act so wickedly against another set of people and make us excuses that puts them in the right.
I think its even more sad to know that things like this still exist in the generation of today, and we don’t want to talk about it.
Being silent or ignoring something was an/or is doesn’t make it go away, neither does it make it better.
Until next time,Cheers!