Plastic Farm Animals
An obruni turns to an obibini in the men’s room and says, “Excuse me, I couldn’t help but notice…” No, wait! Wrong joke. Okay. So the Kumasi airport was shut down with no warning on Saturday and after six days officials cannot say when it will reopen. The sound bytes in the news stories these […]
Sometimes reality hits you in the face whether you’re ready for it or not. I didn’t take a picture and that’s probably a good thing. I’ll cut to the chase and then flesh out the detail. People eat animals. Sometimes those animals might be what we would consider to be pets. Here’s what happened. I […]
The goats are laying on the steps outside our door this morning, chewing their cud and waiting for the rain to stop. I recognized young Go-At’s male aroma as I walked into the octaganal sun room which doubles as our office and rainy day laundry drying room. Jeremy’s little buckskin buck is frustrated and confused […]
Yesterday Bob, Jeremy and I explored the territory behind our neighborhood in what is left of the Kumasi Forest Preserve. The area is divided by a concrete ditch flowing with dirty water. The ditch is at least 30 feet across and probably 15 to 20 feet deep. The sides are steep concrete inlaid with large rocks. […]
We finally took the plunge and went downtown to experience the legendary Kejetia Market, a shopping phenomenon referred to locally as the Central Market. We’d been in Kumasi for for six weeks and felt it was time we saw, smelled and felt the market for ourselves. Lauren was going one last time before she leaves […]