Never Trust a Fart

Yes, it is true. Getting sick sucks. Especially when you wake up at midnight and need to use the bathroom and throw up at the same time. Lovely, right? Oh I never want to be sick again. But it is inevitable.
To go along with that, never underestimate a Ghanaian. I had a neighbor come by and ask to take my photo with my pup. Okay, that seems pretty harmless. The next day, six in the morning, I get a knock on my door. Guess who is ready to take a photo. That is right, my new friend. I rush inside, put on some decent clothes, grab the little monster, and sit on my porch. A few days later, he comes by with the photos. Kind of blurry and old looking, but over all pretty decent photos. I say thank you, and he informs me that I owe him two cedis. What? Did I ask for the photos? I should have told him that I did not have any money, but I should have known. So I paid him.
I still do not have anything exciting to really talk about or share. Not much has happened. It has been raining a lot, so it is hard to get out and do things. I did find out that my neighbor owns a spot (bar). So now I could go enjoy a beer with some locals if I feel so inclined. It only took me two months and three friends to figure that one out.
Yes, strange, right? Someone brought to my attention: I have been in Ghana for almost half a year. Four months, but that is closer to half a year than not. Wow. I can not believe it sometimes. It has gone by so quick, just like they said it would. Soon I will have to start applying to grad school or looking for a job. Crazy, right? I only believe it because I have adjusted (finally) to life here (for the most part). What I mean is I can sleep through the night. I am used to being laughed at (even though they are more laughing with you- you just are not laughing). Other things too, I bet.
Well, now I have to go see how the Hokies are doing (better be positive) and check the news before I pick up a package!!