With less than 1 hour of sleep, we were on our way to Kete Krachi at 2am. Leaving that early hopefully would ensure us ample time to reach the ferry and get on it. Without complications, the drive takes about 6 hours. Luckily... this time we had no complications. At least as far as time went.
This road is less traveled for a very good reason. Just outside the greater Accra area the road became a mine field. Giant speedbumps every mile, potholes that could swallow the entire van, and frequent military and police checkpoints. Our driver was amazing at this navigation, but there is still only so much he could do.
For me it was even worse, as somehow I got stuck in the back of the van and I get motion sick (I did take dramamine). Debra and Josh were sound asleep in the first 2 rows so I had nowhere to go. Even if I had room to lie down and sleep it would have made me too sick. So for 6 hours I tried to find a balance of getting a little bit of sleep sitting up and staying awake to look out the window.
Well in time for the first ferry, we arrived at the lakeshore. Here we watched the morning market bustle about. Children in school uniforms getting breakfast. Other children doing chores and vendors opening up their shops.