Off to buy eggs, a sunny morning in Accra


Eggs are easy to find here, though the supermarket eggs have been so-so. A little pale, and after some dire experiences with weirdly gloopy Shoprite egg contents, I always break them one by one into a small bowl first. Probably a freshness issue, eggs are not refrigerated here but neither are they in Italy. Supermarkets are popular here but expensive, most people would shop locally or at markets instead, probably some eggs just sit around too long. A neighbour had recommended the local chop shop round the corner, a small shack selling drinks, small snacks, tinned food, well-priced beer – and eggs, 80 pesewas each (20 US cents) so I bought eggs there: carefully placed in a small plastic bag and taken home.


These eggs were fresh, lovely yellow yolks, just in the day before. There are surprisingly many chickens here, and every morning the roosters next door start crowing at 430 or so. There are chickens wandering around on the dusty streets, some followed by scrawny chicks, eating bugs and drinking water from the open drains. I still have not worked out where the local chickens roost at night: there are hardly any dogs here, and few cats (cats get eaten, I am told) so maybe there are not so many predators of chickens in town. Maybe two-legged ones. These eggs come on cardboard trays, I have no idea where they are from.  Must ask!


A passing chicken. We live in North Ridge, a nice quiet area of Accra, with an embassy and hotels nearby, but there are chickens scratching away on the embassy doorstep and small, sleek, plump goats wandering down the street now and then. Our Internet provider Surfline was offline for two days, so we went to our Airtel lady (another corner shack) to buy 20 cedis credit  to get online. She also sells eggs, even cheaper at 50 pesewas each – rather filthy, but also very fresh and great quality, counted out and deposited in a small plastic bag.


Saturday was laundry day for this neighbour (or more likely their guard, since it is outside the fence.) This laundry is drying on the grass, which is a common sight (fences and hedges are also used.) Even in the rainy season laundry dries quickly daytime, before evening comes with 95% or higher humidity. Good to know, as some houses are damp and clothes/shoes/books go moldy – we have been spared so far. As you see the houses in our area are generally fenced in, barbed wire and/or electrical, with heavy security gates and 24 hour security. On the left above you see the street gutter, actually covered here with cement squares. Often gutters are uncovered and rather deep – indeed, as in the photo with the goats above. Street flooding is a serious issue here.

But we seem to be heading out of the current rainy season, which has been lovely and cool. 23-32C, such a difference! I have packed away the light summer duvets we brought, unopened, as it is never below 23C here and sheets suffice nicely. Our guards have blankets and coats for the night shift, whereas I think it us just wonderful to escape the relentless sweaty Accra weather, even just for a month or so.

With nice fresh eggs as well, life is good indeed!



4 thoughts on “Off to buy eggs, a sunny morning in Accra

  1. Rowena

    I cannot get over those goats just roaming about like that! In Hawaii, they would’ve been quickly caught, slaughtered, and turned into jerky. Anyway…from now on I will never take supermarket eggs for granted!

    1. krumkaker Post author

      I am told that cats get caught and eaten, but these goats seem safe so far. They are very local, so people must know who they belong to. Lots of goats meat in market.

  2. Rhonda Sittig

    We lived in Costa Rica for one year (going to Spanish school) and I remember buying eggs in bags and regular afternoon rain all through the summer. Hoping you get to cooler lovely weather soon! It’s unseasonably hot here for So California– but with the advantage of air-conditioning and lots of iced tea. Love your colorful posts, a chance to spend a few minutes in a place far from my little world. thank you… Blessings. xo


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