A chillax weekend

Arrrrgh...tried writing a post and it somehow deleted itself. I know I am a little incompetant with computers, but that is taking the piss!

K, I have been rather neglecting of this diary...apologies.
Lack of finance (I.E. Credit card cut off for no apparent reason - thank you so much) means carefulness with money. anyway Dad's wired me money so am good now.

Let's bring you up to date

Two weekends ago - I went to what is known as the Best Beach in the whole of West Africa. Quite how they measure that, I know not, but Busua Beach resort was certainly exceedingly clean, quiet and picturesque.

We stayed in a quite appropriately named "Alaska" hotel. As my friend pointed out - its so disappointing when hotels boast of a sea view.
Our hotel/mudhuts were practically sitting ON THE BEACH. What's more it was pretty much our own private beach...completely undistracted by determined vendors.
We'd left on the Friday afternoon, leaving the ENTIRE saturday to catch those rays.

also on the Saturday, we hired jet skis - which was awesome!

Now did I almost forget to mention an island in our view. Well, Becky and Nicolas seemed keen to swim to this - which having asked the locals advise, they both went out to do. Took them about an hour or so...

Bradt Guide's view - completely unrecommended. If the shark infested waters aren't enough to put you off, let the rip currents, or the jelly fish or SEA URCHINS dissuade you.
Not them.
Should I add, Becky only got attacked minorly by sea urchins, and in her foot (the hospital couldn't get them out, so she still has these things in there, causing her no grief whatsoever!)

For tourists...DO NOT SWIM TO BECKOLAS.