Second day at Cape Coast was good and bad. We went to the first slave Castle named Elmina. It is a big white castle sitting there on the coast, beautiful water. Bright sun, but oh how depressing the tour was. The tour guide explained how the Africans had sold there own people to the Portuigese, Dutch and British etc. for 350 years. How tribes would fight each other and sell there fellow Africans to the Country that was occupying it at the time. We were able to see where they kept the slaves . Women in one place and men in another and how they would line the women up outside will the white Governor and Men picked the women they wanted and would rape them. If they refused they were chained out in the hot sun unable to bend, no food all day. Then took them inside the room, they never refused again. They were raped anywhere else by others too. There would be 150 people in one little windowless room for months, with no place to go to the bathroom up where they stood or layed and starved to death. The few that survived were sent off in the ships that came there. They were sold for whatever. The castles were three stories high and underneath them is where the dungeons were and on the top of the castles were for soldiers and the very top for the Governor, he had three big rooms. There was a church on the top floor also. We saw two different castles, Elmia and Cape Coast. Capecoast was the smallest. What an interesting tour that was. It left you feeling mightly sad for the Slaves and the women. After the Castle tours we went to the town of Cape Coast. Believe me when I say that Africa is the same in every town. It looks like shack town of rubble and cement houses with tin roofs. I can't describe it and do it justce. Row after row, street after street, of poor. We then went to a restaurant built on the water. You walked across wooden paths to get to the front door and all around it was water and crocodiles. We went in and ordered our food at 3:00 and by 5:00 we were finally eating it. In the mean time we enjoyed seeing the crocodiles that live there. A girl got a stick with chicken on it and cooset(spelling) some of the crocks out on the bank so we could all see them. The Pres. daughter, Brenna just had to touch one. The people that worked there said on they won't hurt you. Nothing like having crocks for pets. Noway, the rest of us stayed way back. We drove back to Accra getting there around 8:00 and spent the night and got up and Charles and I went to the Temple for this month. Then shopped for our food and went home. By the way we stopped for Chinese food there in Accra before we left for HO. The meals we had for the last two days had left us wanting. No wonder we have lost weight. I am now down to l30 and holding. Charles has lost 20 pounds but is still working on his stomach. He has no butt nor chest. It's too bad that when you lose weight it doesn't come off where you want it to. ha ha ... We hope we can keep it off and not start putting it back on when we get used to all this place . Brenen, I think of you all the time and hope you are getting plenty to eat. Not just cow insides. We are on our way to get the suitcase that Eralia Meraz is bringing to Africa with things from you all. I only wished someone was headed to Paraguay too.... right Brenen? We are truly blessed for all you do, keep up the good work sending the e-mails, it really does make life happier for us. We are doing great.
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