On April 12, 2010 we boarded a Delta flight bound for our pre-move visit Accra, Ghana, Africa. Gregg had been to Africa numerous times, but this was a first for me. We had a vacation in Egypt in 2009, but that is not Sub-Saharan Africa.
When we landed it was hot, humid, and sweaty on the tarmac. There was no Jetway and we hauled our carry on bags down the exterior stairs and entered a crowded hot bus. In the terminal we stood in a long, hot line to get our passports cleared at immigration. Gregg whispered to me, "I'm melting, I'm melting." We headed the short distance to baggage claim (small, aging airport). At baggage claim we witnessed our first power failure. The entire airport went completely dark and we could hear the luggage belts come to a halt. Everyone just stood and waited and sure enough, in about 5 minutes the lights came on and the luggage belts started up. We retrieved our bags and walked past customs. Apparently they were more interested in others than us because we witnessed open bags and their contents strewn across long tables. We were happy it was not us. After clearing customs, it was so nice to be met by someone we knew.
Upon leaving the airport we were bombarded with men very eager to carry our bags,all quite aggressive and all wanting a small fee. We stayed at the Holiday Inn by the airport, one of the nicest hotels in Accra.