Plastic Farm AnimalsIt was pure happenstance that brought Nauzley into our lives. Even though we had both been living in Kumasi for eight months, our paths didn’t cross until one serendipitous day in April. It was just barely light out when Eric dropped Bob, Amy and me at the station to catch a bus to Cape Coast. […]
My day begins and ends with Chocolate. A steaming cup of rich Ghanaian cocoa at dawn and a Dove promise melting on my tongue as I read myself to sleep. I find the sameness of this routine a necessary comfort as we transition from our African life back to our life in the States. The […]
There’s ants in the toilet paper again. No tellin’ what they get out of it but you can bet we make damned sure we shake them off before we wipe. It’s 10:14 in the morning and Bob and I have happy bellies full of premium leftovers, scrambled tofu, pineapple, bread and cheese. It’s becoming increasingly […]
If you’ve ever been in Ghana for more than a week you are already snickering because you know that Ghanaian customer service is an oxymoron. However, I’m here to tell you that there are exceptions to the abysmally bad service one usually receives. My experience with MTN this morning is a good example of stellar […]
It’s no mystery that I’m beyond the honeymoon phase with Kumasi. Two of my latest three posts highlight my lack of patience for the gritty street life in my neighborhood. The dust, smoke, blowing garbage, stench, cat calls, begging, and honking – all have lost their charm. And yet, I refuse to stop walking. After […]