“When you are sitting in your own house, you don’t learn anything. You must get out of your house to learn.”
The sun is shining, and it’s already 60°, a perfectly lovely day. The animals have taken their usual places in the sun and Fern is stretched and basking.
Last night I was my friends’ house for dinner and games. I felt something on the outside of my ear and grabbed a tick on its way up to my hair. All night long I was itchy and the idea of that tick gave me chills. Bloodsuckers are so gross.
The Red Sox got drubbed last night, and I hope they got losing out of their system as I am going to the game tonight. We have bleacher seats we won at trivia last week. I don’t remember the last time I sat in the bleachers, but they used to be the easiest seats to get. All four of my nephews have fond memories of their first games ever at Fenway. I took them all, and we had bleacher seats. They can still describe the days, the games and the food. All four are huge Sox fans. One of them is coming tonight.
I got a call at 8:15 this morning. It woke me up. The caller asked if it had. I grumpily said yes. I had gone to bed late, around 1, and I still needed a bit more sleep. I always observe the 9 to 9 rule-no calls before 9 and none after. 8:15 is just wrong.
Today I reserved my room in a guest house in Accra. Julie, the manager, and I had a lovely conversation. Even after being away forty years I automatically fell into the English pattern of speech we all used when talking with Ghanaians. We spoke slowly and enunciated T’s like in waTer, pronounced waTa, and beTTer, pronounced beTTa, so we could be understood. Idioms and colloquialisms were out. Julie had no problem understanding me, and I was thrilled. She was amazed that I had lived in Bolga and was going back after 40 years. During the conversation she laughed several times with a hearty Ghanaian laugh. She wanted to know how old I am now, and said how wonderful when I told her. Julie is going to meet me at the airport. I’m just sorry I arrive at 6:50 pm as I would love to relive my first journey from the airport and my first look at Africa and Ghana. After so long, I suspect I’ll be amazed again.
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May 6, 2011 at 11:08 am
Kat
I am so excited for you , there is nothing better than planning a trip. I have very bad wanderlust but need to improve somewhat before hitting the road.
May 6, 2011 at 11:44 am
My Dear Hedley,
It is true-planning is so much fun. The car and driver will be next!
I just ordered a few things from Magellan to make the trip easier and cleaner, and now I’m looking for really light luggage. I hauled back so much from Morocco I couldn’t lift the suitcase into the trunk.
May 6, 2011 at 1:08 pm
It´s getting warmer here again and they say this weekend will be sunny and nice 🙂
I get the itch of traveling when I read and feel how exited You are to soon travel to Ghana again 🙂 I do hope it will pass because with three dogs, two cats and a small budget I won´t be able to travel far 🙂 🙂 🙂
Have a great day now!
Christer.
May 6, 2011 at 10:54 pm
Christer,
If it weren’t for money left to me by my parents, I’d be flying coach and bringing far less money, but I’d still go.
Gracie eats only the finest food-expensive and healthy. She and the two cats eat better than I do!
May 6, 2011 at 4:27 pm
It will be an amazing adventure for you Kat. I hope you find those hot spots you experienced are still alive and well. Rebecca would love to go back to Chivona, Zimbabwe and see if they ever finished the Library. At least it had the roof on when she ended her two year stint there.
May 6, 2011 at 10:59 pm
Z&Me,
I think Bolga will be far bigger than it was, but from what I can see on Google Earth, my school is still there though it’s a different school: same buildings, different name. I suspect the small villages will be the same. They have no resources for growth.
Maybe Rebecca can check through Google Earth. She’ll find out if the building is there or not. Too bad Peace Corps left as that would have been a great connection. That’s how I found out my school now exists as a secondary school instead of a training college.
I have waited 40 years to go back.
May 7, 2011 at 6:43 pm
I will tell her to check. I can’t figure out how to use the Google mapping software but her husband is quite the puter person. Maybe we can see it tomorrow on Mother’s day when the crew comes to our home. Thanks for the idea.
May 7, 2011 at 9:37 pm
You’re very welcome, Z&Me. It is really easy to use-I’m sure you’ll figure it out.
May 8, 2011 at 10:43 am
Love that you struck up an acquaintance with the woman at the hotel and forgot how easy that can be. You’ll be coddled the entire trip, for sure, especially if Julie can recommend other establishments en route and tell the folks there to treat you right. You’ll have a wonderful time!
May 8, 2011 at 11:12 am
Ralph,
She was recommended by an RPCV who has been back a few times and stays there. I’ll be there three nights. I also get breakfast. I’m hoping she’ll know a car and driver for my northern trip.