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Saturday, July 10, 2010

I saw my house! The place I will be living for two years. It was nice. Quaint. You have to get off the trotro on the main road at a random junction and then walk about a mile down this road to get to the edge of my town. At the edge, you see the health center. The police station. A football (soccer) field and school yard. It is great! I really do love it. I am in a mostly muslim community, so you hear the prayers three times a day. It still is cool though. I will have to go to Tamale to get food and supplies; my town is too small for me to live off of. Tamale is about an hour travel time. So not too bad. The people I work with will come every weekend, so I might just go with them. They have a house here and stay on the weekends.
My house. So I have my own front porch, back yard that is fenced in. It is like my own compound. Inside, there is a living room, a kitchen, and a bedroom. The backyard is cool though. Lots of room for a garden. My bathroom (latrine) and bathing room. My polytank that holds the water caught from the rain. A hut for chickens (which PC will not allow us to have). Maybe it will be a dog house? It is huge though. And I have my own Mango tree!!! Enough room to do laundry and hang it and have a hammock. I am in love.
I went around to meet all the elders of the town. All the old men. They were so sweet. Most of the time, they were in huts that you have to almost crawl to get in, but open up greatly. The men have to lay on the ground to greet them and I just had to kneel. It is like they are royalty. It is so cool. They all love me. The obruni they want to marry off to any Ghanaian or adopt as a daughter.
I love the kids. They are so cute. They are either so excited to see a white person or so petrified they scream and cry. It's the greatest thing no matter which way they react. It has not gotten old yet.
I can not believe I have been here over a month. It seems like yesterday I was saying goodbye to everyone and now I can go to a market, interact with the locals and know how to bargain (which you have to do because they always assume we are rich). Like today. I bought more fabric. Some soap for laundry. We ate pizza for lunch. It was amazing.

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  1. Glad you like your house! Still waiting for some pictures!!

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