Mole National Park (in haiku form!)
I recently visited Mole, Ghana’s largest national park, with two friends. I decided to share my experience 17 syllables at a time:
An 8-hour bus ride
To the town of Tamale
Awful Ghana films.
Overnight in town
A taxi ride to nowhere
Reports for work, sleep
5am wake up
Hoping for a charter bus
Luck is on our side
The bus overheats
Luck cannot last forever
Walk to nearest town
Fortune finds us twice
A taxi driver takes us
Where we want to go
Larabanga mosque
Is the oldest in Ghana
1421
When we reach Mole
A beautiful view awaits
From the escarpment
Watering holes and
Elephants are down below
While we eat our lunch
A jeep safari
Where you can sit on the roof
Look out for branches
Antelope abound
Warthogs, herons, and a croc
But the best is last
Four grand elephants
With our guide we leave the jeep
And walk up to them
It feels dangerous
But the wild sensation
Overwhelms the fear
Early next morning
Is the walking safari
Few beasts but good hike
A sick elephant
Stays in the watering hole
To protect its wounds
Breakfast comes after
Then we pay for everything
Quite inexpensive
We gather our things
As elephants go to bathe
Goodbye to Mole
