Brakopowerstrip: Why I went to Ajumako for mandatory 2-day vacation

After what could pass as the most drama-filled year in the life of our country, the last thing one needs at the end of 2017 is a noisy environment.

You don’t need to be reminded that there were tumultuous moments in the year.

It’s your right to spend a day or two alone at a place that offers you the serenity that gives birth to new ideas. You need a quite and peaceful place to reflect on the things you achieved and those you couldn’t.

This is your right, which you must take.

I chose to spend that percolating moment at Ajumako in the Central Region on December 24 and 25, approximately two hours from Accra. I budgeted ¢600 for the journey and had only three clothes in my bag.

I didn’t carry along my laptop because I didn’t want to desecrate the moment by entertaining any noise in that virgin environment. Though I went with my phone, I only picked calls that mattered. Sorry if I didn’t pick your calls, but I needed the two days.

I told myself that I was going to be peaceful as much as possible.

One thing that caught my attention upon entering into the township was the numerous trees that lined up the street. They cast such a healing shadow on our vehicle.

It’s a rare scene in Ghana’s capital, Accra where most of the virgin trees have been lost to urbanization.

I was last in Ajumako in 2009, but after reaching the town I felt I hadn’t missed much, save the guesthouse I used to lodge had been converted into an apartment.

But I was soon to find one just behind it, with a spacious compound for guests with vehicles as well as nice rooms for singles and couples.

The guesthouse owner showed me two separate rooms, each going for different prices. There was one with no bathroom, which he said goes for ¢40 and one with a bathroom being given out at ¢60. I went for the one with the bathroom and counted ¢120 to him, for two days.

But my fascination didn’t cease. I heard whispers from the trees that surrounded the facility, forcing me to go out to walk through them. They were musics that soothed my ears and relaxed my nerves.

Ajumako is a small town that is yet to experience the destruction of urbanization. The residents like all other Ghanaians are receptive to people who are new in the town.

I freed myself from the burden of having to watch my back to see if I am being watched. In the town I did things I couldn’t have done in Accra such as eating roasted plantain with groundnut, while walking on the streets.

But I experienced a culture shock when I bought a ball of kenkey and fish and noticed the accompanying pepper didn’t taste the way I had expected. Both the black and red pepper offered me by the seller (a very nice fellow), didn’t taste nice [that is my ruling].

The irony, however, was that I saw some residents, enjoying the very food I had issues with. I took a cab to my room after the meal to continue with the me-moment.

Sleep was a given during the period. I couldn’t have enough of it.

The trip in all was worth it because I ended up doing all that I had planned to do. And the New Year resolutions I fashioned out for 2018 are grand and I’m upbeat I am not going to make any compromises in their fulfillment.

What I know is that, I am not going to carry 2017 attitudes and activities into the New Year. I’m prepared for the sacrifice(s) ahead.

What about you?

It’s not late for you to do same. You need a quite place for self-talk, which will better position you for the coming year.

Remember not to fall for the same attitudes and activities that nearly ruined your 2017. If they weren’t helpful in that year, they won’t be in 2018. Change them now!

I will be organizing a day’s trip to another location on January 1, 2018 and you can send me a mail via if you’re interested.

It won’t cost you a fortune to join, but I can guarantee you there will be experts on hand to prepare you, as athletes are trained, for the journey ahead.

Trust me, it won’t cost that much.


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