For those of you who have been keeping up with my blog you have already read about Labadi Beach—reggae Mecca. We spent most of our day on Friday at Labadi, which is kind of stressful and kind of funny. Beach vendors won´t leave you alone, they sit down, try to sell you things and it doesn´t matter how clear or how many times you say “No thank you I am not going to buy ANYTHING. I do NOT want to,” they will persist. A guy carries a snake around the beach and for 10 pesuas (cents) you can touch it. Needless to say, this doesn´t make me particularly happy. Aside from these details and the occasional trash, the beach is fun. On Friday, we got there at noon, by 12:20 I was already sleeping on a chair, just to wake up two hours later to two Rasta men serenading us with Bob Marley tunes. The two artists: Rasta Revolution and Krasta belong to a Ghanaian Group called United Abbysinia, which frequently plays at Reggae Night at Labadi Beach. Krasta told me that his real name is Niikoney Obom. Rasta Revolution, however, refused to give me his real name and when I asked how old he was his answer was—“as old as creation. An ancient man.” He looked like he was in his late 50´s. They prophesized about “one love” and “unity and equality.” At the end, we try to play the drum while they sang in the background…. I´m beginning to embrace the Rastafarian cu
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For those of you who have been keeping up with my blog you have already read about Labadi Beach—reggae Mecca. We spent most of our day on Friday at Labadi, which is kind of stressful and kind of funny. Beach vendors won´t leave you alone, they sit down, try to sell you things and it doesn´t matter how clear or how many times you say “No thank you I am not going to buy ANYTHING. I do NOT want to,” they will persist. A guy carries a snake around the beach and for 10 pesuas (cents) you can touch it. Needless to say, this doesn´t make me particularly happy. Aside from these details and the occasional trash, the beach is fun. On Friday, we got there at noon, by 12:20 I was already sleeping on a chair, just to wake up two hours later to two Rasta men serenading us with Bob Marley tunes. The two artists: Rasta Revolution and Krasta belong to a Ghanaian Group called United Abbysinia, which frequently plays at Reggae Night at Labadi Beach. Krasta told me that his real name is Niikoney Obom. Rasta Revolution, however, refused to give me his real name and when I asked how old he was his answer was—“as old as creation. An ancient man.” He looked like he was in his late 50´s. They prophesized about “one love” and “unity and equality.” At the end, we try to play the drum while they sang in the background…. I´m beginning to embrace the Rastafarian cu
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