Please excuse grammar, spelling, etc.
Woke up around 10. I am still quite tired from the trip. But that doesn't say much as I am always tired. I tried to read for a bit, but fell asleep on the couch. At noon I ate yam and stew. Nothing new, although this is not the yam you are likely thinking of. Sweet potato and yam are often mistaken for each other. The stew was full of pepper and meat. I avoided the pepper.
It is a nice day. Breezy. I have been sitting outside and reading for most of the day. Mosquitoes are scarce. The malaria carrying females come out at night.
I think my stomach has finally settled. I haven't been doing well on the anti-malaria medication. Today is a good day.
My uncle George stopped by. I slept for most of the afternoon while my dad and uncle George tidied up the house. He will stop by another day. I plan to be more alert.
I went outside this evening. It is cold (by North American standards). The little girl who greeted me last night, was quite shy all day. This evening she let me sit by her.
Tomorrow we will do some 'site seeing'.
We headed out at 10am. The drive into the city is an hour or so. As we were leaving the area, to my delight there were some cows near by. I was able to get a couple pictures before we headed off. At this time we also saw Doris, the woman who is living on the property. She was on her way to work - selling her goods (foodstuffs).
A couple things I noticed on the way: most if not all billboards are in English, vendors are everywhere (along the highway, in between cars, you name it), helmets and seat beats seem to be an option.
Our first stop was a museum, named after Dr Kwame Nkrumah. He was sworn in as the first president of the Republic of Ghana in Accra July 1, 1960.
Next we headed to a market. I had my first taste of fresh coconut juice - more bitter than sweet. Walking around we were constantly being asked to 'come look', in hopes we would buy something. One fellow took us all around. I'm sure he thought I was an easy sell. Before getting out of the car my dad told me if I like something to wait and get a local to buy it. Otherwise they will overcharge. A few things peaked my interest and maybe we will go back.
We drove by the catholic cathedral, the national stadium, kids playing football (soccer) in a field. A homeless man sleeping on the road in front of a beach front hotel 'La Palm Beach Hotel' (4 star hotel), military academy, and more.
We stopped for lunch at La Beach (the nearby town is called La).
While we waited for lunch, we were approached many times to buy jewellery, clothing, etc. Many items are the same or similar to items I already have at home (souvenirs from family). You can also take a horseback ride along the beach. I opted out. And took a picture instead. Lunch eventually came. Jolloff (rice) and chicken - I have had this many times at home.
After the beach we headed to my dad's friends house. Francis was not home. But I met his wife. She smiled a lot and said 'you are welcome'.
Before returning home we stopped at the mall so my dad could pick up a few things. I think I fell asleep for a few minutes in traffic.
We arrived home at 5:30pm. The gate was opened for us upon our arrival. I came around the house to see Kersia (the little girl) squatting to have a pee in the dirt.
The water (hot) was turned off today, so tonight I boil water to have a shower.
Today: Like most, I'm trying to figure things out. Sometimes that's day by day, moment by moment, and even breath by breath.