Ghana. Spring 2006. South Africa. Summer 2007. Malawi. Fall 2009. Cote d'Ivoire. 2010.
Monday, January 23, 2006
In Ghana!
I've been in Ghana for about three days now...and have been kept busy from about 8AM to 8PM every day. The first day we went around the campus a bit and were introduced to various people in our program. There are nine girls in my group and we are staying in the International Student Hostel. The University of Ghana is in Legon, which is a few kilometers from Accra, the country's capital. So we need to taxi into town in order to get things and go out. Kind of similar the the University of Maryland/DC situation except minus the metro. It is nice here..i feel like I am always just about to sweat, but not quite. It is not as hot as I expected and I've actually come across a bit of AC which is exciting. I got a cell phone but I dont think that Skype is going to work. I cant hook up my computer to the internet on campus or apparently in the city either. Interesting. The second day we went into Accra and saw many of the neighborhoods there. It is really shocking for me to see the HUGE divide in wealth. Houses as big as I have ever seen and poverty worse than I have imagined. It is exactly what I was looking for, completely different than home. Children especially like looking at our American parade when we go about and smile and wave. They are beautiful. Alina needs some. Next we went to the beach and I had my first attempt at marriage but I think I will hold out a little longer. Waters are really nice and the beach is littered with acrobats, dancers and men on horses trying to make some money. One act had a small child of about 4 who could shake his booty better than I could...and better than most people I know. Ridiculous. Went out dancing at a bar...Chez Afrique. Perhaps the happiest bar I have been to. People of all ages dancing everywhere. Today we toured campus for a few years and went to dinner. Registering for classes tomorrow and probably getting lost in the process. Missing home a lot but I think I'm going to love it here as long as I dont get malaria, cholera, or typhoid. The program directors tell us about tropical diseases every day at length. I think they want us to stay in our rooms and not leave. Write me emails!! And send your addresses for postcards because chances are I lost them :(
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When you come back, maybe you can help me answer the question.. "what's the difference between there(being Africa) and here (being the U.S)"
Oh and don't forget to sign up for African cooking class
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