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Note that I tried to make these all as accurate as possible, but some of the cultural things especially are what I was told by various people, so who knows if my understanding is completely right. Everlasting walked me through the traditional greeting process in Ewe once, and it was amazingly long. Are you fine? Is your household fine? Are your parents fine? Are your children fine? So this used to be what you were supposed to say anytime you saw anyone, even in passing. This is something that I never managed to master. Can you snap? If so, good for you. Then, you both make the same motion as a snap, so your middle finger hits your palm and makes a snapping noise. Instead, I just went through the motions and hoped that the other person could do it right and make a sound to cover up my failure. Usually that worked, but on the odd occasion that neither of us could do it, we were left with an awkward silence. This is another thing I struggled with. Your left hand is considered unclean hooray for lefties! The waving thing though… that was hard. I had to make sure if I was carrying something to put it in my left hand so that my right would be the one free for waving. And next time you buy something, try giving the money to the shopkeeper and accept the item you just bought with the same hand. Not very easy! I felt super uncomfortable doing it at first, but it really is normal there. This was one of our favorite Ghanaian questions. People asked this all the time, even about things that you are definitely sure about. For example:. Was it a dream? Do I not seem okay? Instead, we used spring water anytime we needed water for drinking or tooth brushing. You can buy bottled water, but the cheapest option is to get water in sachets you can buy a sachet of mL of water for about 5 cents US or a bottle for about Rare was the occasion when someone managed to drink out of one without getting water on themselves, and I mostly just poured mine into water bottles to avoid the trouble. In contrast, in Ghana there is a lot of trash everywhere. I only know of one dumpster in town and it was always overflowing with trash. At home, from the way my conscience reacts to throwing a plastic bottle in the trash, you would think that one bottle alone is going to destroy the world. Recycling, as far as I saw, is pretty nonexistent in Ghana. The only thing that we separated out from our trash was our water sachets. Everything else was thrown away, and then the trash was thrown into a pile in the woods. Which leads us to…. Yes, you read that right. Lots of toxic chemicals are being thrown into the ozone from Ghana. A funny and also somewhat terrifying story — when we had only been in Ghana for a couple weeks, we were planning a bonfire and asked Joe if there was any firewood at the farm that we could use. When you arrive in a village in Ghana, one of the things that sticks out first is the fact that there are always goats and chickens all over the place. They all have owners, and when their owner calls, they know how to find their way back home. One day, Avy and Fernanda wanted to take a picture with a baby goat. We went to a house near ours where they usually have a big pen of goats, but none of them were home. We started walking away, disappointed, when the woman who lives there saw us, asked if we were looking for the goats, and proceeded to call them home. Her goat call was a combination of Ewe words and some clicks and other sounds, and within seconds, we could hear them all running home. It was insane! Now, if you followed my journey at all, you know that carrying things on your head is not the easiest thing… for me, at least. Best I can do is carry a stack of books on my head. Anyway, I digress. Why is this not a thing everywhere? Talk about customer service! So there you have it! A few okay, more than a few fun facts for you to remember Ghana by. Get ready, everyone. To start, let me knock out two of the questions that everyone seems to ask: what did I miss most about home, and what will I miss most about Ghana? Okay so I promise you that this list is not at all what you would guess, but here it is. After 12 weeks in Ghana, these were my top 4 most missed things:. Couches — I love couches the extent of my love was unknown even to me until this trip. Stay here forever. My patented laundry washing setup: soak bucket, soap bucket, rinse bucket, rinse bucket. Napkins — Yes, napkins do exist in Ghana, but we never had any at the house. Sometimes, I just wanted to walk around the house barefoot or in socks. The result? Dirty feet, dirty socks, and a still-dirty floor. Now, time for some real talk. When I started this trip, I was pretty sure that my long-term impact on any of the communities I lived in or people I met would be negligible. I think it is possible for me to make a real difference, even if I only spend 3 months in a place. I could name specific changes that occurred in me during my trip based on things that certain people did or said. In the meantime, I have a couple other posts in the works with some random Ghana stories, book recommendations relevant to travelling and helping others , etc. No more ignoring it. For me, tomorrow is a new adventure in a new place. This morning already feels a million miles away. I woke up at 8AM and started packing my bags. I thought it would take maybe two hours for me to pack. How hard could it be, right? Two hours, max. Four hours later, I was finally zipping up my backpack. Time flies. I finished just in time for lunch fried rice and fried chicken, one of my favorites! I did it! After cancelling the canoeing, I still had to take a picture with a goat, catch a chicken, and carry water on my head with no hands. I was surprised by how determined everyone was to help me finish my list. When I asked if anyone wanted to come help me to catch a chicken, we ended up with a whole crew Avy, Lily, Nick, and Yara. None of us knew what we were doing, but luckily I had nicked some corn from the farm on Friday in anticipation of the chicken-catching. The original plan was to put a pile of corn on the ground and box a chicken in while it was eating, but do you know how hard it is to box in a chicken?? We spent at least 20 minutes scaring the crap out of most of the chickens around our house. After that, none of that group of chickens wanted anything to do with me. We decided that a change of scenery and a change of chickens was in order, so we walked around a bit and ended up next to the school, thinking that maybe we could use the walls to cut off an escape route. Ha yeah right… chickens are smart. They knew what we were up to. Finally though, I perfected my chicken catching technique. I dropped some corn near my feet and stayed bent over with my hands near the ground, and when one came close, I pounced! I got it!!! A small, terrified chicken, but a chicken nonetheless. It never stopped screaming while I had it, and as soon as we got sufficient photo and video evidence, I set it free. Does anyone know the memory span of a chicken? The elusive goats. We were on a high after the chicken success and figured it was a good time to try to catch a goat. Unfortunately, the woman who usually catches goats for pictures for us was at church, so after about 10 minutes of chasing a couple of baby goats around, we felt bad and left them alone. Pro balancer. The last thing on my list was carrying water on my head with no hands. You know what? Nick, Lily, Yara, me, Avy, Anna. At this point, it was 3PM, and the plan was to leave at 2. So much for plans! I took a quick, final bucket shower, stuffed my last few things into my bag, and assembled the crew on the porch for my goodbye picture. After that, we walked out to the street and caught me a tro to the mall. I got a prime seat in the front row for my last ride, and off we went, away from my 3-month home for the last time. I think part of that is because this was the perfect weekend. I did everything I needed to do. I spent it with all my friends. What more could I ask for? I have another city to explore! For now, I have something to distract me from the reality that this phase of my adventure is over. After dinner, the real party started. This is one of those rare situations where it truly is the effort that matters. Dramatic performances are encouraged, as are props, and really nothing is out of the question. We even had some improvised spotlighting for this one me standing on a plastic chair, wearing a headlamp, and holding a flashlight. To make it even better, we made popcorn and Avy pulled out some gummies and other candy she had been saving for a special occasion, and we had ourselves a party! Everyone was fabulous, and Lily, Nick, and I tied for first in the voting. The prize? Fan Ice, of course! I know, high stakes a Fan Ice is 1 cedi, about 25 cents. A major shout out goes to Nick and Bright, one of our neighbors, for hunting down firewood in the dark because I asked them so late. Thank goodness for good friends. Since I took so long to find someone to get wood, everything was wet from the 30 second rainstorm earlier, and Nick and Lily fought a heroic battle getting the fire to light. Once it got going, everything was perfect. Finally, part 3, stargazing. The sky here is dark and perfect for seeing billions of stars, and luckily, the clouds from the rainstorm earlier cleared out. We all grabbed blankets, thoroughly coated ourselves in bug spray, headed over to the soccer field, and flopped down in a circle with our heads in the middle. I somehow always manage to blink at the exact right or exact wrong, I guess second. But tonight… history was made!! Being there was like coming full circle. My second week here, we went stargazing to say goodbye to Maria. Laying there with those people who had gone from strangers to friends in just two weeks, I felt like all was right with the world… the ultimate feeling of contentment. And then, ten weeks later with all new people except for Avy, I had that same feeling. How can I be sad about that? View from the top once we finally made it. We left around 9 to begin our trek to farm mountain. The only thing I was nervous about was finding the path to get up the mountain, since we failed to find that the first time. I did have a picture of a landmark tree to help me find the way again though, so I thought we could manage. The way to the base of the mountain was mostly uneventful. We made one wrong turn, but I quickly realized the mistake and turned us around. Eventually though, we made it! The next issue was just finding the footpath to the top…. Nick, Anna, Amy, Avy, Yara, and me. A word of advice: when choosing a landmark to help you find your way in the future, pick something that will look the same at that future date as it does in the present. Yes, I know this sounds like common sense. Yes, I did know this when I picked my landmark the first time. When we went the first time, there were empty fields around it, and it stuck out like a sore thumb. Fast forward two months anddd… Me and Nick! Corn grows quite quickly, did you know that? It gets pretty tall too. Like 7 or 8 feet within a couple months. How cool! This might shock you, but we somehow managed to miss my fabulous landmark and walk right by. Me and Avy, falling off of a rock. Twenty minutes of wandering later, Nick shouted out that he thought he might have found the path, and sure enough, he had. I located my worthless landmark tree on the way up and realized the problem. Oh well! From there, the way was easy. In 15 minutes, we were at the top, looking over Frankadua and the surrounding towns. We hung out and wandered around for a bit until everyone was ready to continue our journey to clinic mountain. Walking up took probably less than 10 minutes, but the views on the way were nice enough to make me happy we did it. At this point, everyone was out of drinking water and ready to collapse, so we chilled on top for a couple minutes and then headed home. Walking up clinic mountain. Lunch was ready soon after we got back, and the next thing on the schedule was supposed to be canoeing on the Volta. I decided to cut it because I had some things to organize, everyone was exhausted, and I was more concerned about people being rested enough to participate in all the nighttime activities. There were two original reasons why I was into the idea: 1. I wanted to canoe in Ghana and 2. I wanted to see the views on the river. Instead, I spent the afternoon pulling myself together and saying some goodbyes. Everlasting and I met up one last time, and it was surreal. I started crying again on the walk home… how am I supposed to wrap my head around the fact that most of these goodbyes are goodbye forever? Otherwise I think I would lose my mind. Our first real adventure of the weekend started with a trip to the Akosombo Dam. The procedure for visiting is complicated, to say the least. We took a tro to Atimpoku and cabs to Akosombo. Our driver knew where the office was, so once we got to the Akosombo tro station, the six of us Anna, Yara, Avy, Nick, Lily, and me piled into one cab and he took us there. The woman at the office said that a group just left for the dam, but if we were willing to wait, we could go when they got back in about 45 minutes. The time flew by, and before we knew it, we were on a tro with our tour guide headed to the dam! None of us had any clue what to expect, but it ended up being awesome! We had our own tour guide, and he walked us around the top of the dam and explained everything. We also had a great group. Everyone asked questions that were interesting and made the tour way better, and I had one of those moments where everything felt perfect. These people are awesome. The views of the river and the lake were also incredible. Somehow, none of us realized that Lake Volta is a man-made lake because of the dam. Now it makes sense that I read Lake Bosomtwe the lake we visited by Kumasi is the largest natural lake in Ghana. It must have been a logistical nightmare to figure out how to divert the water and build everything, and to make things more complicated, 80, people had to be relocated. There were hundreds of villages that ended up being combined into 52 new villages. We asked if that meant there are hundreds of little houses underwater, but the guide said they were mostly mud houses, so everything would have washed away by now. The craziest part is how much electricity the dam generates. Here, a couple lightbulbs probably describes houses in most of the country, so a MW goes way farther than one in the US. When we were there, three of the six intakes were open. He said that there are also natural gas power plants in Ghana, but the dam supplies the most power. By the time we got home, everyone was tired and no one was ready for the lip sync battle, so we decided to postpone it until tomorrow night when it absolutely WILL be happening! We have a packed day tomorrow, so everyone needs to sleep! For my last weekend, I just wanted to stay in town, hang out with everyone, and finish my Ghana Bucket List. Action packed weekend! The beginnings of a beautiful pig house. The farm this morning was bittersweet. Will I miss waking up at 5AM? Probably not. Yeah, I think I will. We started digging the foundations for the pig house expansion. When it was time to go, I said goodbye to the guys, the piggies, and the corn, and I kicked a chicken not really, but I wanted to. And that was the end. We walked back to the house, I ate my last pancake, and I got ready for my last day of school. The P2 kids yesterday after they made their drawings. Nick and Avy came in to pick me up, and before we left, Everlasting asked if I wanted to say anything to the kids. I said no because I knew that I would cry immediately, but I did want a picture with the kids. He made me come up to the front of the room, told the kids that it was my last day, and turned to me and said that they had something for me and I should just accept it. It was hopeless… I was barely holding back my tears before, and as soon as she stood up, I lost it. Then, before I had a chance to pull myself back together, one of the boys stood up and gave me another stack from the boys in the class. I was a complete mess. I still am… just thinking about it is making me cry again. P3 yesterday with their drawings. I said sure, but just for a second. As soon as I got inside the classroom, all the girls came up and handed me drawings they made, and I was a crying disaster all over again. Me, Avy, and the teachers. The ones I always talk about are standing around me: Mavis on the far left, Mike waving in the back, and Everlasting on my other side. At this point, I just wanted to go home. Mike, the headmaster, made us all go into his office, and he called all the teachers in as well. Mavis got up and presented me with a certificate they made to say thank you, anddd cue tears again. Here we are, on my second to last day at the farm, and we managed to work in another field that I NEVER would have guessed was ours. I give up. I will never know how big the farm actually is. Yes, that would make sense, but would take a bit of the surprise out of each morning. So clean! I also finally found out what we do with the pigs. This is another thing that yes, I probably should have asked about a long time ago. The only thing pigs are good for, product wise as far as I know is meat and, according to the poop hole, poop ahhh sorry I broke my promise about never bringing that up again! Ignore me. Makes sense now. The rest of the day was low-key. Genius, right? Besides all that, Anna and I had a project for the afternoon… currently, our handwashing bucket puts water into another bucket that has to be emptied all the time and is not user friendly. The next question was, well do we even need a bucket? A new volunteer also came today. She was originally at Olive, but she decided that she wanted to switch to Purple instead because she was the only volunteer at the orphanage. We had a full house today at the farm! Yara managed to drag herself out of bed, plus we had Ricardo with us for the first time. Guess what kind of day it was… machete day!! Still a good morning! I went back and worked on the computer with the newfound battery, and now everything is working so well!!! The power of google is incredible. It used to take probably 5 minutes to get started, and you had to make selections and log in and do a bunch of other stuff. I wanted to make it as simple as possible for someone who wanted to use the computer, so I got rid of all of that. Now, you can know nothing about computers and start it up in about 1 minute with no prompts and no problems. On Monday when I was looking at the school computer and saying what I thought was wrong with it, he asked me if I was trained in computer hardware. Lucky for me, his issues were simple one involved just switching his Y and Z keys which were swapped for some reason… I looked like a genius when I just popped them off and switched them. Anna and Yara, hard at work. This was a fix-it kind of day, and after school we went back to Baptist and continued our desk repair work. Anna, Yara, Avy, and I worked for a couple hours and managed to fix a good number of desks. I was proud of myself for a few desks especially that were unusable or wobbling like crazy, and I got them into good working order! Most of them just needed extra nails to make stronger connections between the different pieces of wood, but a few were missing supports or other pieces that we needed to scavenge from broken desks. But each desk we work on makes a difference! One step at a time. Guess what time of the month it is? New volunteer time! How weird is that? It was just Nick, Anna, me, and a field of weeds. No no, not a fun machete field of weeds. A not fun hoe field of weeds. I decided that it was in my best interests today to not go to school. Sure enough, I ended up organizing things for most of the morning. It seems ridiculous that people have to keep figuring everything out from scratch when there have been plenty of people before them who have done the same things. The most exciting thing of the day was that Andy has the battery I need! He brought some of those battery powered tea lights for romantic dinners with Gaby plus a Day of the Dead altar and had some extra batteries, so he gave me one! The new volunteers came at around 3PM with Evans. We have three newbies: Ricardo US, Agriculture! Greetings Everlasting walked me through the traditional greeting process in Ewe once, and it was amazingly long. Handshake This is something that I never managed to master. Right hand This is another thing I struggled with. A lot of tros have things written on the back windows, and this one quickly became our favorite when we saw it parked in Kumasi. Excuse my finger in the picture. To drink, you just bite off the corner and do your best not to spill it on yourself. Yes, some of that stuff is normal beach debris, but a lot of it is also trash. A herd of goats behind our house. Goats and chickens When you arrive in a village in Ghana, one of the things that sticks out first is the fact that there are always goats and chickens all over the place. Photo credit to Avy. Thanks Avy for all of your pictures!! Things I missed about home: Okay so I promise you that this list is not at all what you would guess, but here it is. After 12 weeks in Ghana, these were my top 4 most missed things: Our makeshift couch. Better than nothing, but no match for the real thing! This is 1 by far. Two thumbs up for peanut soup, waakye, fried rice, indomie, and jollof rice. If you missed my food post, you can check it out HERE. Machetes — I think this one speaks for itself. My bed — This one is weird, I know. Who likes a foam mattress no, not fancy memory foam. Literally just a block of yellow foam? Well, me apparently. Talk about living the dream. Week 2… basically a lifetime ago. Bye for now! Bye, little friend! The elusive goats We were on a high after the chicken success and figured it was a good time to try to catch a goat. The next issue was just finding the footpath to the top… Nick, Anna, Amy, Avy, Yara, and me A word of advice: when choosing a landmark to help you find your way in the future, pick something that will look the same at that future date as it does in the present. Me and Avy, falling off of a rock Twenty minutes of wandering later, Nick shouted out that he thought he might have found the path, and sure enough, he had. Walking up clinic mountain Lunch was ready soon after we got back, and the next thing on the schedule was supposed to be canoeing on the Volta. The retaining wall and river None of us had any clue what to expect, but it ended up being awesome! The lake! Leading into the intakes The craziest part is how much electricity the dam generates. The beginnings of a beautiful pig house The farm this morning was bittersweet. The ones I always talk about are standing around me: Mavis on the far left, Mike waving in the back, and Everlasting on my other side At this point, I just wanted to go home. Piggie update! Five are left, and they all look healthy. Look at how huge the courgette is! Pumpkin vine! I thought it was pretty funny though.

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