Another long day of travel as we head from Kumasi, south to the coastal city of Winneba (about six hours). We have a final hearty breakfast at Father Moses’ parish before a quick stop at the cultural centre for our first expericne of African shopping. Here we find some authentic souvenirs to bring home for loved ones. Shortly after, we find ourselves back in the famous Kumasi traffic. Inching along, a few street-sellers finally get a sale from us when Andras buys a Ghanaian flag.

Promptly at noon, we make our only stop on the journey at the Adullum Orphanage in Obuasi. Our contact, Peter, and a few others tour us around the dusty courtyard centred in the midst of many aged buildings. We stop in the nursery where our hearts break as we see little babies are everywhere, all seeking love and care. Several from our group cannot resist and pick up the tiny children with outstretched arms. Many are obviously infirmed and we follow our host back across the courtyard (infants in hand) to the main building.

Rows of well-behaved children sit, awaiting our arrival. As we are now used to, the white teethy smiles illuminate the dim room as we set up and begin our care. The crowds are not big, but certainly as important to give love and care to as these children. We’re quickly finished our work here, and fold ourselves back into the van for the final leg of our trip to Winneba.

Winneba is glorious. We check into the highly-acclaimed Lagoon Lodge to an excellent dinner. After the meal, a few of the more daring head out in the pitch black to see the beach, only a 15 minute walk away. We’re not entirely sure where we’re going, but we keep following a path and listening for the waves until we’re standing at the Atlantic Ocean. While we walk the sand, an unexpected blur whips by us into the water. It’s Melissa, who is just unable to resist the beckoning of the warm Atlantic surf.