Tough Love Travel: The Ghana Tableau

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

The Ghana Tableau

There are slave castles, jungle canopies, soccer fans, shopping bazaars, wild beaches, and wilder street scenes.

Check it all out here!
THE GHANA TABLEAU

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Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

OUT OF TIME, by Dorothy Koval

A wide-open day on the terrace of an empty taverna in Plaka being decked out for spring.

Three new friends from last night trimming fences, mending chairs, planning murals; a beaker of retsina and some squid with a golden half-lemon.

An endless afternoon without borders or expectations passed luxuriously exploring each other's dreams, while bare vines  on the white walls around us surge slightly with new life and stretch imperceptibly at the smell of the new season's paint and the blue and white oilcloth in the sun.