How About the Canopy of Life?: Our Trip to Aburi Gardens

DSC00096DSC00100In the beginning, man did not have access to the tree of life. An alternative: the canopy of life. At 2:10pm two MMT buses took off taking all eighty and something of us on board. As the bus set of, we were Aburi Gardens bound. One bus had students singing ‘jamma’ tunes while the other bus had students all prim and proper. Most of them had their ears stuffed with earphones; listening to music or probably trying to drown everyone out. By 12:33pm we were still on this dusty road that seemed to never end, however, after about two minutes of dreading we got onto to asphalt road and we could finally breathe more freely.


We got to Aburi Gardens at about 12:50pm but as at 1:20pm, we still were not certain about where exactly we would settle for the picnic. While the team in charge of the picnic set up the area, we were sent on a tour around Aburi Gardens, we got to a place called the ‘canopy of life’ where it was said, that if one stood under it for an hour one’s life span would be increased by two minutes.  However, this ‘fact’ has not been proven as the security man never allows anyone stay that long under the canopy. We then moved to the historic chopper of one Japanese suicide military officer who, mistaking the site for American soil crash-landed but did not die. He lost an arm and had to survive on raw flesh, fruits and leaves in Aburi Gardens (it was then a forest area) until he was rescued by his people.  This Japanese officer went on to become the first one-handed Japanese pilot; it is good to know that all the efforts for survival were solely for the good of his country.  Apparently, the chopper still emits some radiation hence it is unwise to go near it. Fact of fiction? Your choice.


After the tour we settled down for lunch, and then we had different games of volleyball, cards and tug of war. As a whole group we had a relay game of sprinting, sack racing, filling a bottle with water, threading a needle, unscrambling words and finally a lime and spoon race. By 4:15pm we were having a hearty time of musical chairs, a girl won amidst her male opponent almost snatching the chair. Finally at 4:30pm we all cleared up and out having had so much fun and meeting new people. At 4:50pm we were already on our way back to Ashesi, very tired and all smiles.DSCN3761

Klenam, Firmine and Marian


Ready, Pack, Go!

So what do you need for a journey, a suitcase perhaps, a vehicle to carry you to your destination, or just a phone with a pair of earphones?  With all these in check let us dive into the story of four groups of seemingly boring journeys.


Guy A takes a flight from Tamale all the way to Accra ad continues the journey with a bus; no talking because no one knows no one. Guy B takes the bus from Cape Coast to his destination with his fellow classmates only stopping for a few other guys, and hopefully girls. The girls seem very important to these guys so they are sitting in singles just waiting for a girl to sit by them. Well, Guy B is very eager and takes a front seat only for a guy to join the bus and sit right beside him; disappointing!

Guy C hustles for a bus at a certain bus station. He is guessing how boring his journey would be and it turns out just that way, until a girl decides to break the silence. From then on, everyone talked for the rest of the journey…Not so boring after all!


Guy D is getting picked up at the Accra mall. There are a bunch of people waiting there too, but no one wants to anyone. No one is even willing to go the Silverbird cinema for free while waiting; you can guess how boring this journey would be and you would be right.

So, how did all these guys meet? Well, their final destination happened to be in Ashesi University. As these guys step foot onto the Ashesi campus they just know the boredom is over; the place just screamed of exciting activities and this was just the beginning.


Andrew, Stephen and Amos