The trip from Lake Bosomtwe to Cape Three Points took me a whole day. It is far, but the main reason was the sytem of transportation. I started my journey at 6 am and made it without problems to the bus station in Kumasi. The system for public transport here is always following the motto: we start moving when the vehicle is full, up to the last seat! This works but it causes huge delays - if one can speak of "delay" when there is no schedule in the first place. I was in the bus to Takoradi (a six hour journey, at least) by 8 am and we left by 11:30 am. This is really frustrating when you started your journey by dawn because you knew that it would be a long drive but then you're stuck at the station for several hours. But since there is nothing else, no competing company or means of transport, there is nothing you can do about it. I just wondered why people show up that late when they know that it will take many hours. But anyways... While the bus was waiting to be filled several sellers entered and talked (or rather screamed) about how great their products were. Eventually the bus was fully occupied and we started moving. For the first half hour there was a preacher standing in the gangway. It was so annoying for me. He preached in Twi, so I didn't even have a chance to listen, if I had wanted to, and in such a loud voice that I actually covered my ears with my hands after ten minutes. I don’t like this custom at all. You don’t give people the choice if they want to listen to you or not. I wasn't feeling very well and just wanted to sleep, but that was impossible with all the shouting. After a looong drive and two changes of vehicle I finally arrived in Cape Three Points after 8 pm... 14 hours on the road for 330 km.
It was dark when I arrived and so I didn't see much of the surroundings. But I walked the 50 m to the beach and the view was amazing. To the right I saw the lighthouse blinking in a calm manner and casting light over the sand and looking up I saw the milky way. This is a sight I will not forget.
Unfortunately I wasn't well for the first few days and when another guest of the lodge went to the clinic in the nearby village I joined him, just to be sure. It was so weird. I cannot compare it to any german doctor's office, let alone a clinic. It looked more like a hostel maybe, with people living in rooms along a small corridor. The treatment room had a couch and a water barrel to wash your hands. The other guy went inside first, he was worse than me and got an infusion. I was ushered into the room behind him, there was no privacy. When I talked to the doctor there were four other people in the room: the guy on the couch and three assistants who looked more or less confident in what they were doing. It was weird to talk to basically all of them about very intimate things. They did a malaria test which was negative and the doctor gave me some electrolytes and told me to let him know if it would not get better soon. Luckily it did, already the next day. Retrospectively, it was interesting to see a treatment room in a very isolated village. The doctor was very friendly and capable, as far as I can judge on those things. But of course, I'd rather I hadn't need to go there.
The lodge at Cape Three Points is beautiful.  It is very extensive and besides the huts for sleeping there is a restaurant, a huge kitchen garden and a yoga platform amidst palm trees. And of course there is the beach.

A long, reddish sand beach with mangroves and palm trees bordering it. It is very clean, especially for Ghanaian circumstances, and empty. Only people from the lodge come here and the occasional villager passes through.
After a short walk you reach the lighthouse. From the top you can see the beaches on both sides of the village stretching out.

It is at the southernmost point of Ghana and so the closest you get to the equator in this country. Looking South I imagined that the next thing to see should probably  be Antarctica!  What a dizzying thought.

Days at the lodge had a relaxing calmness to them. The days stretched out in front of me, I had time just for myself. There weren't many guests there, though when they were probability was high for them to be Germans. I relaxed on the beach "swam" in the sea (swaying in the waves) and did a lot of yoga. This place just called for it. It was a paradise like time, but though I enjoyed it so much there was always a small part of me wishing for company. I like being alone sometimes but especially this place with its beautiful nature would have been worth sharing with someone.

Sunrise...

...and sunset.