Sunday, June 9, 2013

Day 23


Thursday May 23rd, 2013
We were up so early this morning.  5:45 and I was up and cheery.  I don’t know how I had so much energy but we all loaded on the bus and I was just jamming to my tunes and enjoying the drive.  I eventually fell asleep but not for very long. We drove to the Cape Coast and it was beautiful.  We started out at the Kukum Rain Forest and we were able to climb along the rope bridges and that was so freaking cool.  We were so high in the air and Sam was freaking out the whole time.  I would walk and the rope bridge would move and she would just yell at me for making it move.  It was so fun.  I really loved walking along them.  It was like being a monkey up in the trees.  I was freaked out because they said there are green mambas in the forest and that a lot of snakes live in the trees so I was pretty cautious about that.  We drove to the castle restaurant and on the way Richard got in a yelling match with some guy in the road and he says ‘you eff off!’  I shouldn’t laugh but it was so funny to me.  They don’t even know how strong that word is in English yet every language I have come across knows that phrase.  It is so universal.  The restaurant was right on the beach; it was so humid and sticky but I loved it.  They waves were huge and would crash along the rocky coast.  There were little crabs everywhere.  I loved that you didn’t see any boats out in the water.  Just little wood ones used for fishing.  Besides the litter and raw sewage pipes going into the water and it was beautiful.  We were up on the rocks as the waves would spray up; way tight! We got pizza and it was so pinappely and Kaylas pizza had no tomato sauce and she was so mad.  Man it was funny.  We visited the Cape Coast Slave Castle.  That place was so interesting.  Millions of slaves were imported to America and I had no idea it was that many.  We started in the museum will all the artifacts, plaques, and pictures.  They were shackeld together and lined the hulls of ships for months until they arrived in America.  It is incredible to think of all the bodies in the ocean that were once slaves.  I mean they just took them from their homes and sold them.  That would be like me being at home and just getting taken to be sold to some person.  I don’t understand that.  I would like to think that if I were a white back in that time that I wouldn’t have slaves; but I think I probably would have.  I think I would have been a nice owner; but nonetheless it would’ve still been wrong.  It is horrible what another human being can to do another.  The castle still had the cells and cannons.  It was very cool to be there and see and experience all of it.  The drive back was long but again I couldn’t really sleep so I just enjoyed it.  We went to pick up our wears at the market and the skirts turned out nice.  They are freaking tiny but really good.  We tried to leave the market, but the gates were all locked.  So we were basically being locked in.  And Richard was running as fast as he could because the bus could only be parked in its place for so long so we were all trying to keep up.  Then Amber rolled her ankle which look like it killed her.  But we made it, out of breath, but safe.  We got home and Richard took Kevin and I to the tailor and I got my pants.  They turned out pretty sick.  Not exactly what I wanted but really cool.  I am excited for them.  On the walk we totally saw rats hanging out in the sewer.  For same reason that just grossed me out.  I hate rats and everything they represent.  I have wondered where all the rats are.  I figured since the country is so dirty that they should have them everywhere.  We had a good pasta salad/tuna melt dinner combo.  I enjoyed it.  The Internet didn’t work all day today so I couldn’t do much homework; but hey I tried.  I will just have to buckle down tomorrow and get it all done.  I can’t believe we are winding down.  We really only have tomorrow planned and we basically get ready to go home.  I am partly ready, but mostly not.  I am ready to get away from all the girls and all their complaining.  Emily and I were talking about how we could live here.  I mean, if I had a job and everyday things to do, I don’t think it would be that bad.  Seriously, Cape Coast was amazing and I could settle there.  It was fun watching all the fisherman on the water mending their nets and casting them out and doing a hard days work.  It’s interesting that in more western countries we are not fit but we exhaust ourselves everyday using our minds.  Here they are fit because they exhaust themselves doing manual labor but not necessarily by using their minds.  I am not belittling them or saying they are dumb; I just mean that we both do hard work but hard in different ways.  But it was very enjoyable to watch them and their way of life.  It is so much laid back than our culture and time is more of a feeling, as is distance and consistency.  But I believe it is something I could get used to.  The smells, however, assault my nostrils and that is hard to get used to.  Proper sewage would go a long way in this country; as would trash cans.  But ya know, America was once this way.  Maybe not on such a large scale but it had its problems.  Hopefully Ghana will grow out of it.  










































































































































































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