Green Turtle Lodge is beautiful, but it is an eco-friendly lodge meaning that the showers are outdoors and the toilets are composting toliets. It is certainly not a luxury hotel by American standards. The five of us girls stayed in a one room bungalow on the beach. There were 3 beds and a mattress on the ground for 2 of us. Of course I got the floor. We made a makeshift mosquito net fort above my mattress and went to bed after a very long, exhausting day. In the middle of the night the rain woke me up. For some reason my whole face was wet and I could feel water hitting me. Kim, the girl next to me, was awake as well and asked if I was getting wet. When I got up to figure out what it was I realized that my hair was soaked, as was my pajama top. We were sleeping right below the open window and rain was pouring in sideways, drenching us both. I was able to close one of them, but the other had our mosquito net tied to it and wouldn't close all the way. I spent the rest of the night with a scarf over my face so the water wouldn't keep me awake. I forgot all about rain in the morning though when we went to breakfast. I ordered the house special, french toast served with a baked banana and local honey. And coffee!! The first I've had in 2 weeks! Needless to say it was the most delicous breakfast I've had in Ghana. It continued to rain until about noon, whihc was unfortunately when we had to leave to go home. 5 other volunteers were waiting to leave as well, so the lodge called a tro-tro to come pick us up. When it didn't arrive one of the employees offered to take us in his pick-up truck since he was going into town anyway. So we made our way back down the worst road in Ghana in a pick-up truck, locals pointing and yelling at all the obrunis as we zoomed by. 2 tro-tros later and a taxi later we were back home. In Ghana, the journey is definitely part of the fun, even if it is harrowing and potentially illegal at times.