So I'm home now. Travelling was pretty insane, and I didn't have any time to get on a computer - well actually I did, and then the internet wasn't working all day.
So I'm promising a huge update of everything starting with the Green Turtle, our adventures in Togo & Benin, and the last bit in Ghana. I'll even throw in some pictures and do it up right.
For now, unpacking and sleep.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Day 21
This was going to be the photo update, but this computer I'm on is being so slow and terrible that I think I'm only going to be able to get a couple pics up.
This is me working in the lab, doing a blood test. Woooo!
Me, some of the voluteers (Laura, Rob, Will), and this awesome local guy named George.
This is me and Kwesi, one of my host brothers. Awesome kid - he works really hard everyday doing chores, cooking, carrying a ton of things back and forth from the house. He's also in school.
This is me working in the lab, doing a blood test. Woooo!
Me, some of the voluteers (Laura, Rob, Will), and this awesome local guy named George.
This is me and Kwesi, one of my host brothers. Awesome kid - he works really hard everyday doing chores, cooking, carrying a ton of things back and forth from the house. He's also in school.This also may be the last chance I have to update for a little while. I'll be leaving tomorrow to go with a bunch of the volunteers to this place called the Green Turtle Lodge, apparently some sort of eco-hotel a couple hours out of the city. We stay until Sunday. This will probably be the most vacation-y type thing I do in my stay. RELAXATION.
So I found out I lost like almost 10 pounds since I've gotten here. Disgusting eh?
And today, one of the babies in our house (a mother recently moved in with her. new people come and go all the time. makes you reconsider your definition of a family) who's almost one saw me and just started crying! When you're a baby, unfamiliar things can be pretty scary. Imagine if you grew up only knowing that people were white and all of a sudden see someone that's green! I think I'm starting to somewhat understand what it feels like to be out of place because of the colour of your skin. As a whole, people are very friendly to me though when they see me - and almost too friendly. I've had a couple incidents of over-friendlyness that I've learned some things about.
So I found out I lost like almost 10 pounds since I've gotten here. Disgusting eh?
And today, one of the babies in our house (a mother recently moved in with her. new people come and go all the time. makes you reconsider your definition of a family) who's almost one saw me and just started crying! When you're a baby, unfamiliar things can be pretty scary. Imagine if you grew up only knowing that people were white and all of a sudden see someone that's green! I think I'm starting to somewhat understand what it feels like to be out of place because of the colour of your skin. As a whole, people are very friendly to me though when they see me - and almost too friendly. I've had a couple incidents of over-friendlyness that I've learned some things about.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Day 16
So once again I'd have to say that my host family is amazing. I had a little thing last night on our roof/patio (which is the best thing ever), and they hung out with me, James, and most of the volunteers. Some drinks, drinking games. Good times. Went for these egg sandwhiches after that are pretty delicious. Kind of the equivalent of like shawarma or pizza after a night of drinking - usually ladies will have little stands on the side of the road to make them.
The rugby match today was kind of terrible. The Ghana team got destroyed like 25-0 by the Nigereans. There really isn't much of a rugby sport culture here though.
Tonight we're going to this very touristy hotel on the beach place, which should be a good time. Tomorrow visiting the slave castle, which is one of the big tourist attractions in town. So a bit of a touristy weekend it seems.
Everythings about right.
SEAN
The rugby match today was kind of terrible. The Ghana team got destroyed like 25-0 by the Nigereans. There really isn't much of a rugby sport culture here though.
Tonight we're going to this very touristy hotel on the beach place, which should be a good time. Tomorrow visiting the slave castle, which is one of the big tourist attractions in town. So a bit of a touristy weekend it seems.
Everythings about right.
SEAN
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Day 13
RAIN RAIN RAIN RAIN RAIN.
For the last few days. It is the rainy season afterall. Can't really complain too much when it takes off like 5-10 degrees though. Just find some cover when it's coming down.
O-TI-DEN (how are you?)
BO-KO! (good)
What an insane game last night. I ALMOST feel bad for chelsea fans. Almost.
When Essien scored, we were outside having dinner. This unmistakable roar poured out from the town. It sounded like some sort of natural disaster had occured. I knew chelsea scored (everyone here loves chelsea) but I didn't know until I ran to the TV that it was Ghana's national hero who did it. Wild.
There was a little going away dinner and night out for a couple of the volunteers that are leaving today. Needless to say last night was a late one and a very tired/rainy/frustrating day at the hospital. We weren't really doing anything productive in the lab. Mostly they weren't really letting us do things that we're perfectly capable of doing. This hospital placement has been up and down from doing some awesome things to just sitting around and being totally bored. Me and Vincent ended up just playing that game where you put lines and try to make boxes for like an hour.
SOME GOOD NEWS: I got this stuff called bonjella that is really dope for ulcers. It feels a lot better.
I feel like there might be a little bit of a rift growing between me and my room mate after I asked him whether he had a thing for this girl he's been hanging out with. She's also our neighbour. Plus maybe some other issues. I think we're just realizing that we're two very different types of people. Hmmm.
Saturday two of the volunteers are playing in a big rugby match. Ghana vs. Nigeria. It's gonna be a wild one.
This is a quick update. Three weeks or so left only, which kinda bums me out actually.
Watch out for the taxi that's about to hit you.
PS - no 'firehydrant'.
SEAN
For the last few days. It is the rainy season afterall. Can't really complain too much when it takes off like 5-10 degrees though. Just find some cover when it's coming down.
O-TI-DEN (how are you?)
BO-KO! (good)
What an insane game last night. I ALMOST feel bad for chelsea fans. Almost.
When Essien scored, we were outside having dinner. This unmistakable roar poured out from the town. It sounded like some sort of natural disaster had occured. I knew chelsea scored (everyone here loves chelsea) but I didn't know until I ran to the TV that it was Ghana's national hero who did it. Wild.
There was a little going away dinner and night out for a couple of the volunteers that are leaving today. Needless to say last night was a late one and a very tired/rainy/frustrating day at the hospital. We weren't really doing anything productive in the lab. Mostly they weren't really letting us do things that we're perfectly capable of doing. This hospital placement has been up and down from doing some awesome things to just sitting around and being totally bored. Me and Vincent ended up just playing that game where you put lines and try to make boxes for like an hour.
SOME GOOD NEWS: I got this stuff called bonjella that is really dope for ulcers. It feels a lot better.
I feel like there might be a little bit of a rift growing between me and my room mate after I asked him whether he had a thing for this girl he's been hanging out with. She's also our neighbour. Plus maybe some other issues. I think we're just realizing that we're two very different types of people. Hmmm.
Saturday two of the volunteers are playing in a big rugby match. Ghana vs. Nigeria. It's gonna be a wild one.
This is a quick update. Three weeks or so left only, which kinda bums me out actually.
Watch out for the taxi that's about to hit you.
PS - no 'firehydrant'.
SEAN
Monday, May 4, 2009
Day 11
Just over a week and I'm starting to get used to all the little (and big) things that are different about this country. I started my placement on tuesday at the hospital in the In-Patient deparptment or medical-surgical. Basically the only work to do there was writing reports which could only really be done by the nurses. For a lot of the time I was sitting around doing nothing (literally), save the occassion morning round by the doctors or doing vital signs and such. There are only about 20 beds so its a pretty small ward.
I did get the opportunity to watch a surgery and caesarian section though - the saving grace of last week. The surgery was two-fold: a hernia repair and another operation that I had to figure out by myself. I wasn't told anything about the operation beforehand - so when I saw this big sack being drained of a yellow fluid I thought it was a bladder or something. I later realized that it was in fact the guys testacles which were filled wtih this cist fluid to the size of a cantalope. Really strange. The c-section was also pretty cool. They really don't take very long - this one was about 20 minutes to get the baby out and 25 minutes to do all the stitching back up. Also kind of strange to see a life being plucked out of another human body.
Today I've moved deparptments and I'm now in the lab. While I'm not really dealing with any patients, this department is MUCH better in terms of actually doing some work and also learning a bit too. The lab technicians are all really eager to explain the science behind the various tests they do if you ask.
I've also got a volunteer partner for this department who just arrived on the weekend from Germany. His English is OK but he's having a lot of problems understanding the Ghanaian accent - which is understandable because I do too! People like to speak really quietly also which dosn't help.
At work, it's pretty acceptable to answer phone calls, waste some time, have the radio in the background, take super long lunches, etc. etc. It's a different mentality of being productive.
I think a guy around my house has a pet monkey he keeps outside of his shop during the day. He has it on a leash and walks it home everyday. Pretty awesome. I also saw a kid carrying around a falcon - young falconer in training perhaps?
Friday was a wild day. I woke up at 5:30 to play football ("soccer") with my host sister. We went to this weird 'secret' pitch that was a decent walk from the main road. You kinda passed through this forrest then a giant set of ancient Indian Jones-style steps led about 50 feet below normal ground level to this full sized pitch with proper goalposts and such. There was no grass but it was still better than anything I've seen here outside of a real stadium. I played with the locals (who are all super fast, much more into dribbling and all have amazing ball control because the ground is so bumpy). I held my own though on defence and almost scored a goal. They sang a song for a while after and had me lead a prayer. Clearly I made some shit up about thanking god for my boots and the people to play with and such. People here don't really understand the concept of Atheism.
[I'm kind of taking on a more european style of talking because of the Ghanaians and European volunteers that are here. ]
Anywho, later that day I went to this village about 20 minutes outside of Cape Coast called Anomaabe. There's a beach resort there for the tourists a little ways away but the actual village is really poor. I brought about a full travel bag full of things to give away, thanks to my family, C-$ Kahelin, and the CAW. It was a pretty intense experience. At first, we found a small group of kids on the outskirts of the village. We gave toys to all of them and I got a couple pictures. After that, word started to spread. Dozens of kids started to run towards me and frantically grabbed things, so I gave away the rest of the toys I had and we had to get out of the area. We drove further into the village and did the same thing with the rest of the things (shirts, soaps, toothbrushes, and some other random things). It was absolute chaos - probably about 40 people, mostly kids, all reaching to take something, and eventually I had a bag full of the last of the things and brought it over. A lady basically ripped the bag out of my hands and everybody jumped on the bag like it was full of money. People were pushing and snatching and trampling - it was very intense. I think it gave me a more concrete sense of what real poverty is like. We left after that.
Friday night and Saturday night was rage time with the volunteers. Four new girls came and joined the little crew that has grown in Cape Coast. They're all at the same hospital also. Saturday we went to this festival about an hour and a half outside of town where once a year, they have two teams of four warriors release an antelope into the wild. The first team to bring it out with their bare hands wins! Pretty badass concept. We need more of that in Canada.
Sunday was more low key - jammed with some Rastas and stumbled through doing my laundry by hand.
Taxis aren't really a problem anymore - once you know the routes you have to take, you know how much the prices are supposed to be and don't get ripped off. The key is to have lots of change. People HATE giving change here.
I just hope this fucking ulcer I have in my mouth goes away. Everything hurts to eat. The locals say vitamin-C helps so I'm gonna try that. On a good note though, my travellers sickness (AKA diarrhea) went away really quickly after taking this antibiotic. Superb!
I keep having dreams about everyone back home. I miss you guys! But I'm not really homesick. I'm getting to know the people around me very well and it'll probably be a bummer to leave.
To soon to think about that though. More shit to experience here. Champions league tommorow and Wednesday - should be fantastic! I'm saying:
[1-1] Arsenal/ManU (ManU goes to Rome)
[2-1] Barcelona/Chelsea (Barcelona also goes to Rome).
I have a cell phone here. The number to dial from Canada starts with one of the following (you'll have to try them because I'm not really sure which one works):
011
00
001
then 233-54-292-3660.
Text or call me sometime!
PEACE
- sean
I did get the opportunity to watch a surgery and caesarian section though - the saving grace of last week. The surgery was two-fold: a hernia repair and another operation that I had to figure out by myself. I wasn't told anything about the operation beforehand - so when I saw this big sack being drained of a yellow fluid I thought it was a bladder or something. I later realized that it was in fact the guys testacles which were filled wtih this cist fluid to the size of a cantalope. Really strange. The c-section was also pretty cool. They really don't take very long - this one was about 20 minutes to get the baby out and 25 minutes to do all the stitching back up. Also kind of strange to see a life being plucked out of another human body.
Today I've moved deparptments and I'm now in the lab. While I'm not really dealing with any patients, this department is MUCH better in terms of actually doing some work and also learning a bit too. The lab technicians are all really eager to explain the science behind the various tests they do if you ask.
I've also got a volunteer partner for this department who just arrived on the weekend from Germany. His English is OK but he's having a lot of problems understanding the Ghanaian accent - which is understandable because I do too! People like to speak really quietly also which dosn't help.
At work, it's pretty acceptable to answer phone calls, waste some time, have the radio in the background, take super long lunches, etc. etc. It's a different mentality of being productive.
I think a guy around my house has a pet monkey he keeps outside of his shop during the day. He has it on a leash and walks it home everyday. Pretty awesome. I also saw a kid carrying around a falcon - young falconer in training perhaps?
Friday was a wild day. I woke up at 5:30 to play football ("soccer") with my host sister. We went to this weird 'secret' pitch that was a decent walk from the main road. You kinda passed through this forrest then a giant set of ancient Indian Jones-style steps led about 50 feet below normal ground level to this full sized pitch with proper goalposts and such. There was no grass but it was still better than anything I've seen here outside of a real stadium. I played with the locals (who are all super fast, much more into dribbling and all have amazing ball control because the ground is so bumpy). I held my own though on defence and almost scored a goal. They sang a song for a while after and had me lead a prayer. Clearly I made some shit up about thanking god for my boots and the people to play with and such. People here don't really understand the concept of Atheism.
[I'm kind of taking on a more european style of talking because of the Ghanaians and European volunteers that are here. ]
Anywho, later that day I went to this village about 20 minutes outside of Cape Coast called Anomaabe. There's a beach resort there for the tourists a little ways away but the actual village is really poor. I brought about a full travel bag full of things to give away, thanks to my family, C-$ Kahelin, and the CAW. It was a pretty intense experience. At first, we found a small group of kids on the outskirts of the village. We gave toys to all of them and I got a couple pictures. After that, word started to spread. Dozens of kids started to run towards me and frantically grabbed things, so I gave away the rest of the toys I had and we had to get out of the area. We drove further into the village and did the same thing with the rest of the things (shirts, soaps, toothbrushes, and some other random things). It was absolute chaos - probably about 40 people, mostly kids, all reaching to take something, and eventually I had a bag full of the last of the things and brought it over. A lady basically ripped the bag out of my hands and everybody jumped on the bag like it was full of money. People were pushing and snatching and trampling - it was very intense. I think it gave me a more concrete sense of what real poverty is like. We left after that.
Friday night and Saturday night was rage time with the volunteers. Four new girls came and joined the little crew that has grown in Cape Coast. They're all at the same hospital also. Saturday we went to this festival about an hour and a half outside of town where once a year, they have two teams of four warriors release an antelope into the wild. The first team to bring it out with their bare hands wins! Pretty badass concept. We need more of that in Canada.
Sunday was more low key - jammed with some Rastas and stumbled through doing my laundry by hand.
Taxis aren't really a problem anymore - once you know the routes you have to take, you know how much the prices are supposed to be and don't get ripped off. The key is to have lots of change. People HATE giving change here.
I just hope this fucking ulcer I have in my mouth goes away. Everything hurts to eat. The locals say vitamin-C helps so I'm gonna try that. On a good note though, my travellers sickness (AKA diarrhea) went away really quickly after taking this antibiotic. Superb!
I keep having dreams about everyone back home. I miss you guys! But I'm not really homesick. I'm getting to know the people around me very well and it'll probably be a bummer to leave.
To soon to think about that though. More shit to experience here. Champions league tommorow and Wednesday - should be fantastic! I'm saying:
[1-1] Arsenal/ManU (ManU goes to Rome)
[2-1] Barcelona/Chelsea (Barcelona also goes to Rome).
I have a cell phone here. The number to dial from Canada starts with one of the following (you'll have to try them because I'm not really sure which one works):
011
00
001
then 233-54-292-3660.
Text or call me sometime!
PEACE
- sean
Monday, April 27, 2009
Day 4
So I made it here ok - bags weren't lost, planes didn't crash. So far: completely different lifestyle from anything I've ever really experienced. There are a ton of little daily things that are really unusual from a North American perspective. I'll talk about a few later.
I got into the country friday evening and had a nice welcoming from a man named Nyame who's with Projects Abroad as well as Ian's girlfriend Gifty. He gave me some things to give to her and also a phone I could use, because you have to do some weird stuff to unlock a home phone to use in Ghana. I got a SIM card right away from Gifty though.
Staying at the projects abroad office in Accra was a little strange though. Very minimalist introduction. Basically this young man named Francis was like here's your room, here's some water (which comes in these 500mL packets because the tap water isn't drinkable. kinda weird the first time to tear it open with your teeth and drink it but you get used to it). The next morning I was taken by a man named Michael to Cape Coast. We had to wait like 3 hours because the bus we wanted was full. Waiting is one thing you get used to over here - people wait for pretty much anything and everything. I guess it makes you more patient. We talked about soccer for most of the time though. People love it here, especially the premier league. Most people are Chelsea fans, I guess because of Michael Essien - who seems to be one of their national heroes more or less.
Got to Cape Coast, and met my host family very quickly and was shown around the main city centre. It's kind of confusing because there aren't really names for streets or frequently used numbers for buildings. Basically every square kilometer or so has a name, so that's more or less the only way to tell a taxi driver for example where you're going. The rest has to be by memory - landmarks are helpful!
My initial impressions reminded me of Cuba and Venezuela - essentially things common to third world countries. Lots of shacks and shanties, goats and chickens running around everywhere (that apparently belong to SOMEONE so don't try to steal them!), etc. Generally I've gotten used to not being surprised by crazyness.
Taxi drivers - another whole story. People drive pretty wildly here. Taxis are basically the best form of public transportation - because the other option (trotros) are like super squished large vans that can fit like 15 people maybe. The taxis are more expensive but basically super cheap compared to Canada. For the types of rides that I'm taking no a daily basis, I wouldn't have to pay more than 50 pesewas (50 cents), which is about the same value as 50 cents canadian. Things in general are relatively cheap but everyone is trying to such as much money as possible out of the obruni - 'foreigner'. That has become a very frustrating thing for me but it is understandable. People get by here doing whatever they have to do really. A lot of little odd jobs and such, selling things on the street is the most common. You'll see many a skillful ghanaian balancing a huge bowl or 4 foot high box on their head. I have not had one person beg me for money though, which is interesting.
It's also pretty hot here - the first couple days were really rough but I'm starting to get used to it. It's also the rainy season which actually means its generally cooler than other times of the year. There is a clash with it being hot and trying to avoid mosquito bites - which lead to the infamous sickness of malaria. I have already met two volunteers who have gotten it. One of them was taking all of the precautions to prevent it! So hopefully luck is on my side. I set up a pretty ridiculous mosquito net above my bed which is basically like a circus tent. Most people just have these little blanket type things they put over themselves so I think I've got it made.
I've already met most of the local volunteers in Cape Coast. There is a pretty good network of the projects abroad people. On Saturday night I went to this local club/outdoorsy kinda thing called Oasis, where most of the volunteers meet up. Some pretty nice and interesting people whom I'm sure I'll get to know quite well before I leave. There are about 15-20 of them I believe. More are coming and a few will leave in my time. Most of the people are doing 3 month projects (compared to the 1 month I'm doing).
Right now I only have one roommate - his name's James and he's quite an interesting character. He just finished his last year of medical school at Oxford (yeah, Oxford). And he's kinda got the air of it. But we seem to get along well so far.
My host family is really nice. When you first meet someone in Ghana, they don't generally seem very enthused about your introduction. But when you talk to them more, they seem to warm up a bit and become very friendly. My hostmother is Millicent, who has a few kids including Jo, Angela, and Kwesi. They're all super nice and awesome - Angela came out with us last saturday to Oasis. She also has a 2 year old kid named Pique who's really cute and a huge bundle of curious energy. Everyone seems way younger than they actually are. It's pretty strange.
Today I went to start my placement at the University of Cape Coast hospital. After waiting about an hour for the nurse manager to get back to his office, I found out with my projects abroad representative Kweku that the national PA manager hadn't agreed on a PRICE for me to start my VOLUNTEER work. The man who we needed to speak with was at a meeting so I have to come back tomorrow and hope for the best.
I'll repeat that again: they hadn't agreed on a price for me to volunteer there. I'm pretty angry about that, for obvious reasons, but mostly that the national manager couldn't have worked this out before I got here. Things are generally disorganized in Ghana and I don't think this kind of thing is really all that unusual. I am curious though whether them being payed will make this more of a learning experience than simply a volunteering experience - where I might be asked to do monotous, uninteresting things all day. We shall see. I'll hope for goodluck.
For now I leave you a taste of the oddities that I've experienced here while they're fresh in my head. Likely in a week I'll be used to them and won't remember to update people who don't have any idea about the day-to-day differences in Ghana. By then I'll probably be talking about more exciting things.
Hoping everyone is well back home,
Sean
I got into the country friday evening and had a nice welcoming from a man named Nyame who's with Projects Abroad as well as Ian's girlfriend Gifty. He gave me some things to give to her and also a phone I could use, because you have to do some weird stuff to unlock a home phone to use in Ghana. I got a SIM card right away from Gifty though.
Staying at the projects abroad office in Accra was a little strange though. Very minimalist introduction. Basically this young man named Francis was like here's your room, here's some water (which comes in these 500mL packets because the tap water isn't drinkable. kinda weird the first time to tear it open with your teeth and drink it but you get used to it). The next morning I was taken by a man named Michael to Cape Coast. We had to wait like 3 hours because the bus we wanted was full. Waiting is one thing you get used to over here - people wait for pretty much anything and everything. I guess it makes you more patient. We talked about soccer for most of the time though. People love it here, especially the premier league. Most people are Chelsea fans, I guess because of Michael Essien - who seems to be one of their national heroes more or less.
Got to Cape Coast, and met my host family very quickly and was shown around the main city centre. It's kind of confusing because there aren't really names for streets or frequently used numbers for buildings. Basically every square kilometer or so has a name, so that's more or less the only way to tell a taxi driver for example where you're going. The rest has to be by memory - landmarks are helpful!
My initial impressions reminded me of Cuba and Venezuela - essentially things common to third world countries. Lots of shacks and shanties, goats and chickens running around everywhere (that apparently belong to SOMEONE so don't try to steal them!), etc. Generally I've gotten used to not being surprised by crazyness.
Taxi drivers - another whole story. People drive pretty wildly here. Taxis are basically the best form of public transportation - because the other option (trotros) are like super squished large vans that can fit like 15 people maybe. The taxis are more expensive but basically super cheap compared to Canada. For the types of rides that I'm taking no a daily basis, I wouldn't have to pay more than 50 pesewas (50 cents), which is about the same value as 50 cents canadian. Things in general are relatively cheap but everyone is trying to such as much money as possible out of the obruni - 'foreigner'. That has become a very frustrating thing for me but it is understandable. People get by here doing whatever they have to do really. A lot of little odd jobs and such, selling things on the street is the most common. You'll see many a skillful ghanaian balancing a huge bowl or 4 foot high box on their head. I have not had one person beg me for money though, which is interesting.
It's also pretty hot here - the first couple days were really rough but I'm starting to get used to it. It's also the rainy season which actually means its generally cooler than other times of the year. There is a clash with it being hot and trying to avoid mosquito bites - which lead to the infamous sickness of malaria. I have already met two volunteers who have gotten it. One of them was taking all of the precautions to prevent it! So hopefully luck is on my side. I set up a pretty ridiculous mosquito net above my bed which is basically like a circus tent. Most people just have these little blanket type things they put over themselves so I think I've got it made.
I've already met most of the local volunteers in Cape Coast. There is a pretty good network of the projects abroad people. On Saturday night I went to this local club/outdoorsy kinda thing called Oasis, where most of the volunteers meet up. Some pretty nice and interesting people whom I'm sure I'll get to know quite well before I leave. There are about 15-20 of them I believe. More are coming and a few will leave in my time. Most of the people are doing 3 month projects (compared to the 1 month I'm doing).
Right now I only have one roommate - his name's James and he's quite an interesting character. He just finished his last year of medical school at Oxford (yeah, Oxford). And he's kinda got the air of it. But we seem to get along well so far.
My host family is really nice. When you first meet someone in Ghana, they don't generally seem very enthused about your introduction. But when you talk to them more, they seem to warm up a bit and become very friendly. My hostmother is Millicent, who has a few kids including Jo, Angela, and Kwesi. They're all super nice and awesome - Angela came out with us last saturday to Oasis. She also has a 2 year old kid named Pique who's really cute and a huge bundle of curious energy. Everyone seems way younger than they actually are. It's pretty strange.
Today I went to start my placement at the University of Cape Coast hospital. After waiting about an hour for the nurse manager to get back to his office, I found out with my projects abroad representative Kweku that the national PA manager hadn't agreed on a PRICE for me to start my VOLUNTEER work. The man who we needed to speak with was at a meeting so I have to come back tomorrow and hope for the best.
I'll repeat that again: they hadn't agreed on a price for me to volunteer there. I'm pretty angry about that, for obvious reasons, but mostly that the national manager couldn't have worked this out before I got here. Things are generally disorganized in Ghana and I don't think this kind of thing is really all that unusual. I am curious though whether them being payed will make this more of a learning experience than simply a volunteering experience - where I might be asked to do monotous, uninteresting things all day. We shall see. I'll hope for goodluck.
For now I leave you a taste of the oddities that I've experienced here while they're fresh in my head. Likely in a week I'll be used to them and won't remember to update people who don't have any idea about the day-to-day differences in Ghana. By then I'll probably be talking about more exciting things.
Hoping everyone is well back home,
Sean
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Time to go
I'll be leaving for the Detroit Metro Airport in a couple hours. Everything's looking good. I've got an entire bag full of stuff to give away - toys, shirts, soaps, toothbrushes. Hopefully they'll be appreciated.
I should be in Accra by about 7pm on Friday. See you on the other side!
I should be in Accra by about 7pm on Friday. See you on the other side!
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