I have been living in Accra for three weeks now, and I don’t think I’ll ever get used to Ghanaian driving. So far, my experiences as a passenger on these roads have been anything but mundane. The nearby “highway” that I take almost daily is scattered with traffic lights, reckless motorcyclists, and the occasional pedestrian who has decided to cross the road as cars are approaching them. Roads are packed with prideful vehicle-owners who don’t necessarily adhere to the basic driving rules that many other nations do. Further, Trotros (vans that serve as public transport) scatter Ghanaian roads and contribute to this organized chaos with their honking and abrupt lane-changing. I would probably compare it to an organized game of Mario Kart or a competition of who can change lanes the most.

Not only are the drivers impossible to ignore, but so are some of the roads that I’ve traveled on during my time here. If traffic permits it, cars swerve around pot-holes in the road like an obstacle course. That being said, I’m definitely lucky that the usual road networks I take during my work commute in Accra are less bumpy than ones outside of the city. I have found that going anywhere by vehicle in this country is anything but boring. Driving in Ghana is probably more dangerous than traffic in the US, but thrilling nonetheless.