I hope I got your attention lol...
This weekend I went camping with my girlfriend and 3 other friends. It was a great trip, all my friends are very funny and chill to be around and 
The original plan was that we were going in two vintage VWs, my doka Bucket, and a friends Westfalia Poptop van. My guys did not get any friends or girls to join them sadly so we all decided to go in Bucket since there were just 5 of us.
Our route took us 335km over 3 days. We left early Friday morning to skip some traffic and returned around 3 on Sunday. We started in Accra and our first stop after a few hours was at a little resort on the Votla River called Aylos bay (first green dot at the top of the map above).
Here is a link to the map if you want to play with it more https://www.mapsdirections.info/en/draw-route-google-maps/viewMap.php?route=335375
Aylos Bay is on the banks of the Volta River about 10km below the Akosombo dam, which makes the Volta Lake. The Volta Lake was the worlds largest man made lake before the 3 Gorges Dam was built. It was completed in 1965 and was the brain child of Ghana's first president.
This was a beautiful spot to rest for a bit and have breakfast by the river. We were there probably about 2 hours until we continued to the next green dot. We crossed the Volta River and went down the river on the far side to a village where one of my friends that was on the trip was born.
The roads were all paved from this point and that last little bit was a dream a wide open road through some grass lands with a few mountains in the back ground. When we reached the village probably around 2pm we met with my friends family who gave us water and had a talk with my friend in Ewe the local language about why he was there and his intentions.
It turns out that one of the older ladies in his family had passed and she was a priestess and that weekend they would be putting in a new family priestess. The family house was ready for a celebration and some secret initiations, the shrine was covered in fresh blood with adornment and a fresh chicken head on it.
So most of us wanted to get a bit out of the village to camp for the night but my friend was very reluctant for us to go far so we had to be respectful to him and his family situation so we ended up setting up camp under some trees at the edge of a school football park. That turned out to be a mistake and a bit of fun also.
While there was no one around when we scouted out the area as soon as we parked bucket and we started setting up camp the audience started to gather. Kids from all over came, especially as I the one white person in the group had to take off my sweat soaked shirt as we set camp.
I also was silly enough to put on a science experiment by accident for the kids. By testing the fulcrum strength of 2inch bamboo hanging off the side of bucket with a hammock chair. In the picture above you can see that the back of bucket turns into a full kitchen complete with a home made awning, with what I had hoped would be built in seating. It handled all 100 of my kg with my back touching bucket. It also handled it as I moved the chair out the length of the lever (i.e. bamboo). I felt confident at that point and called out to Dzigbordi to feed me a beer.
The beer seemed to be the tipping point. I got about a quarter into it before I started hearing the creaking and splintering of the bamboo above me. Before I knew it, it was too late and all i could do was fumble around trying not too spill too much beer and land on the softest part of my ass.
My friend of course during all of this were trying to hinder innovation and said there is no way a many can pilot a hammock chair on such a bamboo stick but I said haters will hate and nay sayers will nay say. Luckily none of them were around when I came tumbling to the ground. But one of them and Dzigbordi and about 12 village children got a belly full of laughs.
I stood up and felt quite accomplished that I did not break any skin and I only donated a little beer to the ancestors.
That was day 1 I think you should stay tuned for day 2 and 3.