“One should not attend even the end of the world without a good breakfast.”

The morning came a bit later for me so there is progress. I woke up at 5:20, later but still before my paper. I am enjoying real coffee with real cream. I turned the news on but decided I didn’t want to know what is happening: ignorance is most decidedly bliss.

My house was cold this morning, and it seemed a bit strange to feel real cold, not the blast of an air conditioner. Bolga was hot, never lower than 95˚.

Today I will attempt to empty my suitcases. Every time I go into the living room I step around them. It is just that I haven’t had the energy, and my usual compulsion to finish the task seems to have disappeared. It should also be laundry day.

Fern, one of my cats, looks so much better. She is the one who nearly died from heart and kidney complications. She is eating, purring and demanding treats. She is also back to sleeping beside me on the couch and with me in bed. While I was gone, she slept in the other room. I worried about her when I was gone.

I bought lots and lots, yards and yards, of Ghanaian cloth. Some of it is tie and dye. I just couldn’t stop myself. One of the cloths is a 12-yard piece. I’m going to have table cloths and napkins made as Christmas presents. My suitcase was incredibly heavy.

I haven’t eaten breakfast since I got home. Every morning in Ghana I had eggs and toast. It didn’t matter where I was. Other than the lodge, all the eggs tasted the same. They were fried and had no yolks. The toast was always cold. I tried once for French toast but my description produced an egg sandwich with the bread fried on one side. It was good but not what I expected.

The former students who visited brought bananas and oranges for my friends. I did snag a couple of oranges, and they were as sweet as I remembered. We tried sweet apples for the first time. You eat the petals and spit out the seed. They were work but they were delicious.

Today I have a library board meeting. It is truly back to the usual.

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10 Comments on ““One should not attend even the end of the world without a good breakfast.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Sweet apples? You have to tell me what it is, can’t really be normal apples since You ate the petals?

    I have to say that the first thing I do in the morning is to see what new stupid things Trump has done 🙂 I’m so glad we don’t have him over here 🙂 🙂 We are following this with great interest in this country.

    Cloth is heavy! I remember when I was a child and followed my mother to the button and cloth store (well they had other things too but they were well known for cloth and buttons 🙂 ). It took lots of muscles to move those big rolls of cloth so I can fully understand Your luggage must have been really heavy 🙂

    Have a great day!


  2. Coleen Says:

    Welcome home! I enjoyed your running commentary on your trip. I am glad you had a wonderful time…but sorry your Sox are out of the playoffs!

    The picture you have posted of your treat looks like a sponge I might pull out of the Atlantic… 🙂



    • katry Says:

      Thanks, Coleen. It is good to be home. I am saddened by my Sox. They were awfully good to be so bad.

      I hadn’t seen the sweet apples before this. There was even a tree of them growing by the hotel’s restaurant wall. They were just about ripe.

      Waving from Cape Cod again!

  3. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    That’s a lot of cloth to bring back from faraway places. It’s almost Silk Road quantity. 🙂 Cloth is heavy. That’s why I can’t take up quilting. A fabric stash would seriously stress the ancient supports of my house. Especially when it’s added to the book and knitting stash. 🙂

    Yesterday was rip up some carpet day. My brother ripped and I bagged. The carpet has been down for decades and there were lots of pets in that time. It was a bit whiffy in places. It does seem that the wood floor appreciates being unloaded though. I can almost hear it breathe a sigh of relief when that carpet comes off. There’s much more to rip but I have to do it in stages.

    It’s another lovely autumn day, today. Sunny and a bit on the cool side but comfortable.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      The cloth was worth hauling. I was able to divide it among three suitcases ( I bought a cheap one in Ghana). The tie and dye is especially colorful. I figure everyone will like having a tablecloth.

      Do you have to redo the floors? I have only scatter rugs, not being a fan of wall to wall. I do have an indoor-outdoor rug in the den as it is a heavy traffic room.

      I agree about today. I had to go to Hyannis then did a small, very small, bit of shopping. I also managed an afternoon nap. Morning is still coming early!

      Have a great evening!

      • Caryn Says:

        The floors should be redone but that will be a project for the next owner, probably. The stained areas don’t smell and they give the floor character. IMO but probably not other people’s. 🙂

      • katry Says:

        I have a few spots on the floor which got wet when I had a housesitter who put down newspapers but nothing underneath them. I hide them with a rug.

  4. sprite Says:

    I was away for a few days and am getting caught back up on your travel tales! Are egg yolks used in a specific Ghanaian dish (like, if I were making Hollandaise, I’d end up with lots of egg whites and vice versa if I were making meringues)?

    • katry Says:

      Only hard boiled eggs are used in Ghanaian dishes. Their sauces seem to be tomato based and peppery hot. I can’t think of yolks or whites used separately in any dish.

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