The weekend at Big Milly's, Kokrobite continued through until Sunday. Saturday was spent mainly on the beach. Mid-way through the afternoon when we were thinking of looking round the shops, an older obruni lady and her bibini friend brought the shops to us. The obruni had been in Ghana for around 40 years and was selling jewelry to raise funds for an NGO preserving African traditional music. Her friend, Bernice was also selling beads, and they both spread all of their items across the sand before us so that we could choose what we wanted- how convenient. It turned out that the bead lady, Beatrice, had four children and no husband, and was selling to raise the funds to send her children to private schools, which three of them were in already. We mentioned Omega and she knew of the school in Bortianor. Later in the day we attempted but failed to visit the local monkey sanctuary in Bortianor (which is very close to Kokrobite).
We were joined by Ken, Lisa, Nevis and Abigail (who stays with them) for dinner, a farewell get together for Simiao and Paul who were to be leaving on Sunday. It was interesting to hear Ken talk about his schools and how he likes to run his business, in particular, he mentioned keeping the schools of a high standard, so that they do not appear cheap, and I think this is reflected in the standard of the buildings and resources that he provides. His plans to extend are vast, six more schools this year, which will complete the area around Kasoa, and then he will begin to move into new clusters along the coast. These will then be extended as he hopes to reach a total of fifty schools by 2015, I hope he manages this, as it will be a huge accomplishment, especially if standards are maintained, and continually improved (as he strives to do). After they left it was reggae night and we enjoyed the music in the compound.
We were awakened by the hotel staff on Sunday morning as someone had come to take us to the monkey sanctuary at a suitable time (optimal viewing opportunity), and me, Simiao and Paul headed out with the Rasta to his sanctuary. Things looked positive as we saw a monkey as we arrived, but unfortunately this was the only one, and after a while wandering and waiting we decided to head back. On returning to Big Milly's it was farewell Simiao and Paul who headed back to MarcBeas alone to go from there to the airport. Me, Tutu and Sophie spent the rest of the day relaxing around Big Milly's and looking over the stalls before we headed back ourselves. The taxi back to the hotel however took us on the most nail-biting road so far- in fact, I don't even think that it was much of a road by Ghanaian standards, but it did bring us out right next to the hotel!
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