Obruniiiiii
It's been a while, I know. I need pictures to describe Ghana accurately, I really do. It takes way too many words.
I'm involved with a project to stock an elementary school library in the Ashanti region with books and computers...If anyone has an organization that needs a cause.....
Ghana is a ambulance-chasing lawyer's dream--four-foot-deep open gutters, drivers who don't even consider stopping for pedestrians (though the toot--not honk, it is a toot--their horns non-stop), and these things called tro-tros, like shared taxi vans basically, that are always seemingly the shittiest van available and go at breakneck speed through the city streets, and that get so full that their attendants usually end up hanging out the side of the van. It's hilarious.
The beaches are beautiful. Full of coconuts to buy for 20 cents and sip out of, kids scaling coconut trees, basically everything you see on a commercial for the carribean.
The subject word, obruni, is what gets yelled gleefully at us whiteys by everyone, young and old. It's not malicious, and it's a big joke for all of us. In Twi, the primary language of most people around here, the literal translation for Christmas is White Man Celebrates, and the literal translation for skyscraper is white man's barn. That cracks me up.
People are getting malaria left and right. It's like the flu over here. Two days in the hospital and all's well. I haven't gotten it yet and I'm keeping my DEET close at hand, but if word reaches you that your faithful hero has taken ill, that's where it stands.
I'll try to update more often I promise! Tootles!
I'm involved with a project to stock an elementary school library in the Ashanti region with books and computers...If anyone has an organization that needs a cause.....
Ghana is a ambulance-chasing lawyer's dream--four-foot-deep open gutters, drivers who don't even consider stopping for pedestrians (though the toot--not honk, it is a toot--their horns non-stop), and these things called tro-tros, like shared taxi vans basically, that are always seemingly the shittiest van available and go at breakneck speed through the city streets, and that get so full that their attendants usually end up hanging out the side of the van. It's hilarious.
The beaches are beautiful. Full of coconuts to buy for 20 cents and sip out of, kids scaling coconut trees, basically everything you see on a commercial for the carribean.
The subject word, obruni, is what gets yelled gleefully at us whiteys by everyone, young and old. It's not malicious, and it's a big joke for all of us. In Twi, the primary language of most people around here, the literal translation for Christmas is White Man Celebrates, and the literal translation for skyscraper is white man's barn. That cracks me up.
People are getting malaria left and right. It's like the flu over here. Two days in the hospital and all's well. I haven't gotten it yet and I'm keeping my DEET close at hand, but if word reaches you that your faithful hero has taken ill, that's where it stands.
I'll try to update more often I promise! Tootles!