It's the last week. Yes it is. I'm happy. I do love it here in Ghana but I miss home and the family and the friends and the stress of life and school. I probably won't feel that way when I get there though. It's crazy to imagine that in 5 days I'll be back in the states. Where did all the time go?
Anyway,
this past weekend was sort of busy. Friday we headed back to the Carvers village and of course I made some more purchases. After the village though we visited another village in Medina. They were expecting us and the some women had prepared dances and songs and games. It was a beautiful affair. They were dressed in very colorful and beautiful traditional attire and they had make up and paint on. They looked so pretty. They stole my heart and so did the children. They kept inviting us up to dance and sing with them and I went up numerous times. I even have the pictures to prove it.
We donated clothes and money to them before we left and they were so happy.
Saturday we headed to the Homowa festival in Jamestown/Ushertown. It means "hooting at hunger." A long time ago they started it to celebrate the end of the drought/famine. We walked around and saw a bunch of old buildings and then we followed different chiefs around. The actual king didn't come out because apparently there were death threats out for him.
Sunday was an early day. We left around 7:30 a.m. to head for the Volta River (the largest man-made lake in the world). We arrived and got on this huge boat and then sailed on the river till we arrived at this island. Once there...it was much of the same. Brown people like me asking/begging for anything....
pens...clothes...money...love. It breaks my heart every time.
This trip has definitely changed my world view and world plans. I need to leave this wretched/beautiful lace until I have a better plan.
It will get better though and we will continue to get by...
Monday, August 13, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
We As Americans...
The weekend that I visited the slave dungeons in Cape Coast I also went to Kakum National Park and walked through the woods and then through the only canopy in Africa. There were 7 total and it was very high and very exhilirating. A thrill...
which I love.
Since then we haven't had another weekend trip. The week following the Cape Coast weekend we kind of layed low. Went to class. Ate. Bullshitted with the fantastic four. Drank...the usual.
This past weekend we visited the Eastern region to somewhat no avail. The science center that we were supposed to be visiting was closed so we will be going back this upcoming Friday. However, we did get to go to the Carvers village. That wasn't too bad. It was basically like the Cultural Center or anywhere else where they sell stuff to tourists except that things were hella cheap. So, I bought some stuff (as usual) and it was alright.
Not much since then. We went to another beach that wasn't Labadi/La pleasure but I forget the name of it. It was quiet and desolate and the weather was horrid. I kind of hated it so I read. That was on Sunday. It's now Tuesday and I've been to Labadi twice since then. Kind of a lot...but we had to buy some things on Monday. And, today we went just to hang...
it was a good beach day. The sun was out in full blast for most of the afternoon. After my first Labadi experience I vowed not to enter the water in full force again. Mostly because of my locks. So, I got my feet wet and read. And, I played soccer with some cool guys and girls. And, I ran. I kept being stopped. It was funny. Apparently I'm "very fit/athletic and I can play football very well..."
I also got proposed to. It was funny. I think his name was Ebenezer. I laughed and he gave me his number. Another highlight of the day...
the cake. We met these random girls who were celebrating their friends birthday and they shared with us some of their wonderful cake. It was delicious. Then we ditched them because as usual they were trying to take advantage of us. I felt kind of bad. Then I didn't.
Something I will not miss about Ghana is how everyone acts all funny when they find out that we are Americans. I certainly will not miss that.
which I love.
Since then we haven't had another weekend trip. The week following the Cape Coast weekend we kind of layed low. Went to class. Ate. Bullshitted with the fantastic four. Drank...the usual.
This past weekend we visited the Eastern region to somewhat no avail. The science center that we were supposed to be visiting was closed so we will be going back this upcoming Friday. However, we did get to go to the Carvers village. That wasn't too bad. It was basically like the Cultural Center or anywhere else where they sell stuff to tourists except that things were hella cheap. So, I bought some stuff (as usual) and it was alright.
Not much since then. We went to another beach that wasn't Labadi/La pleasure but I forget the name of it. It was quiet and desolate and the weather was horrid. I kind of hated it so I read. That was on Sunday. It's now Tuesday and I've been to Labadi twice since then. Kind of a lot...but we had to buy some things on Monday. And, today we went just to hang...
it was a good beach day. The sun was out in full blast for most of the afternoon. After my first Labadi experience I vowed not to enter the water in full force again. Mostly because of my locks. So, I got my feet wet and read. And, I played soccer with some cool guys and girls. And, I ran. I kept being stopped. It was funny. Apparently I'm "very fit/athletic and I can play football very well..."
I also got proposed to. It was funny. I think his name was Ebenezer. I laughed and he gave me his number. Another highlight of the day...
the cake. We met these random girls who were celebrating their friends birthday and they shared with us some of their wonderful cake. It was delicious. Then we ditched them because as usual they were trying to take advantage of us. I felt kind of bad. Then I didn't.
Something I will not miss about Ghana is how everyone acts all funny when they find out that we are Americans. I certainly will not miss that.
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