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“You either get the point of Africa or you don’t. What draws me back year after year is that it’s like seeing the world with the lid off.”

September 19, 2016

It has begun, the big day before the biggest day. My laundry is already being washed as is the quilt from my bed. My list for today has only three to do’s: change bed, pack and take Gracie and Maddie to the vets for nail clipping. That last one sounds strange, I know, but Maddie is tap dancing when she walks and Gracie is sliding on the tile floor.

I’m going to sleep on the couch tonight as the bed will be clean for my house/petsitter. My friend is picking me up at 6:40 tomorrow to drive me to the bus.

I always think how amazing it is to be home one day only to be far away on the next. Everything is different: the culture, the food, the climate and the language. Though English is the national language it has taken on a distinctly Ghanaian vocabulary, and you have to listen well at first to understand the sound of Ghanaian English. My ears are tuned.

It rained earlier, a pouring rain, but strangely, in the middle of the storm, the sun popped out for a few minutes then it disappeared and it started raining again. It has since stopped raining. I now can go get my papers without getting soaked.

I went to Stop and Shop yesterday and was completely lost. I was wishing I had flares. The store has totally changed since last I was there. I stood at the end of every aisle reading the signs hoping to find what I wanted. It took help, but I finally found everything I wanted.

My flight to New York leaves Logan at 11. My flight to Ghana (Delta 420) leaves Kennedy at 5:37. I arrive in Ghana at 8 AM. My flight home (Delta 220) leaves Accra at 9:45 on October 7. The flight from Kennedy to Logan arrives at 8:57.

While I’m in Ghana, I hope to write so you’ll know what’s going on and whether or not the sacred croc ate me instead of the chicken (just kidding-no croc this trip). We’re hoping to stay in a hotel with wifi. If not, I’ll go to the internet cafe. I promise to stay in touch.

“He who would travel happily must travel light.”

August 4, 2016

When I woke up this morning, Gracie was right beside me. The bedroom was still cool from the late night air so I was body warmth for the dog. When I went downstairs, it too was cool and dark so it was quite a shock when I went outside to get the paper. I was assailed by unexpected heat.

The light from the sun is strong. It looks hazy around the bushes and flowers. A slight breeze ruffles the leaves of the oak tree. I think it will be a lovely day.

My first load of laundry is in the dryer. My second load is in the washing machine. The bags of laundry had sat in front of the cellar so long I had no choice. I don’t deal well transient clutter.

I have started to get ready for my trip back to Ghana. First off was new undergarments, not that you really need to know this but I seldom buy any without a good reason. Even as an adult, I always embarrassed my mother with the state of my undergarments. My contention was nobody ever saw them. The last time I bought any was for my first trip to Ghana. It’s a good thing I travel. I have also bought three new shirts. The last new shirts were Christmas presents from my sister the Christmas before that same trip to Ghana as the undergarments. There is an obvious pattern here worth repeating: it’s a good thing I travel. On my list still is a pair of new pants, rub on insect repellant, a small roll of duct tape and moist towelettes. I think I already have everything else I need.

When I think back to my Peace Corps first time arrival in Ghana, I remember what I had brought. I was allowed 80 pounds. Most of them were taken up with clothes, sheets and towels and lotions and potions enough for two years. I had been given a packing list, and after my mother and I shopped, we crossed off most of the items. If I were going today for the two years, my 80 pounds would be a whole lot different; however, there would still be undergarments.

This morning was Corn Flakes and banana for breakfast. I thought it the perfect way to start the day.

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