While going out for dinner at Red Lobster. Our dinner took about 30 minutes to get out to us and when it did everyone got their food at the same time. No waiting and hoping your food would be first.
In Ghana we would wait about an average of 2 hours for our food (always remember to bring a pack of playing cards) and then when the food started to come it would only be a few dishes at a time. I think I had some sort of curse because I always managed to be one of the last people to receive my meal.
It’s been a while. Too long. I miss Ghana and everything and everyone that comes with. I am planning on writing a much longer entry soon but right now I thought I would share one observation.
I live in Spring Lake, Michigan which is right by Grand Haven and the beach. On one of my first nights…
| — | Fitzhugh Mullan (hard to forget about all those potholes in Ghana!) |
| — | Mark Twain (via ghanaservice-lydia) |
These are some of the people I met in Ghana who have greatly impacted me. There are so many, that I will have to make multiple picture posts. These individuals have become some great friends and family, and they will forever hold a special place in my heart. I will forever be thankful for them for making my experience a positive and life-changing one.
Seven and a half weeks have gone too fast. Ghana is my second home, and I will forever leave a piece of my heart here. Tomorrow, we begin our journey back to the U.S., and I’m finding I’m having a very difficult time with it. I’m not ready to leave this place, my friends and family here, the…
Last evening we had a fitting end to our experience as we traveled in to Accra to the National Theater to see “A Slave’s Story” by Ghanian playwright, Yaw Asiyama. The play is a socio-historical-cultural examination of slavery through the descendants of “Araba.” Araba was betrayed and sold off…
| — | Joe upon reception of an email from his wife (via ghanaservice-morgan) |
