After the castle, we ate late lunch at a restaurant next to the canal between the ocean and the lagoon. There were beautiful, colorfully painted Fanti boats anchored to the dock, and since it was Sunday, the boys were jumping from the stern, swimming and laughing. All while the shadow of the old slave castle looms in the background.
The outdoor seating for the restaurant where we were eating was populated by lizards. Many of them. Climbing walls, chasing each other, even stopping for long enough to get photographed. So considerate of them, really.
Elmina as a town has left its glory days behind it and is now a small fishing town. But the houses still reveal memories of the past. There are many colonial buildings left, in great need of repair. Both style and condition quite reminds me of Potosí in Bolivia. Both have old, dark colonial histories.
Katja Malmborg 