Saturday, August 15, 2015

Week One

Ghana....how do I begin to describe it? The best I can come up with is It's like New York City but with shorter buildings (some new and some very old), a lot more dust, much more chaos, and most of all extremely friendly, loving, beautiful people. Seriously the best smiles you could ever see. 

As expected I have had my struggles. For one, power has been out 3 of the 6 days I've been here. But in all honesty that hasn't bothered me much. I think what's been the hardest is adjusting to the importance of contact in Ghana. Everyone grabs at you, holds your hand, hugs you, etc. additionally, being white you are often asked to stop for a photograph because white people aren't seen often.  I think that has been the strangest experience so far. It's been really hard to get used to the attention, especially when I'm the type of person who loves to blend in. However, I'm learning to just accept. Accept that things are different and latch on to the culture in front of me. I'm trying to learn everything the best I possibly can. The correct way to greet, what is considered rude and not rude, and how to bargain at the markets and know what prices you should be getting. I keep having to remind myself that this is only day 6 and I will be so much better at everything in the weeks to come.

One of the best things I've already begun noticing is how laid back I've become here. It's been so easily for me to talk with strangers and make friends. I have been having so much fun getting to know people and dressing in the native clothing.

 It's hard for me to sum up these past few days because they are still such a blur, but I suppose I can just end by saying I'm happy, I don't regret my decision in the slightest, and I truly can't wait to see all that this beautiful country has to teach me. God is very present here, and I have no doubt this is where I was meant to be. 

Campus library
The night market near my dorm
Such strong women
Easily one of my favorite moments.
Indigenous area of Accra 

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