Yes it has been way too long and yes I meant to get this up way earlier, but here it is, better late than never. This here is a little video I rushed to finish my last day in Ghana, only to remember there is no way my internet connection […]
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I’ve been thinking of this day for a long time, the day I leave Ghana to fly home. And now that day is today. It’s not that I’ve been miserable here, clearly that isn’t true, and I wouldn’t want to change anything about my stay and risk losing the valuable […]
In Ghana, my name is Yaa. The spelling and pronunciation changes slightly depending on what region and language you’re in, but the name is always born from the same reason: I was born on a Thursday. And in Twi, probably the most dominant language in the Accra region, it’s Yaa. […]
It’s a hard thing to do, travel alone. Loneliness can quickly become consuming, all too easily concealing the good times behind a brooding, heavy cloud, one that’s reluctant to break apart. Because on a dark and rainy day, who wants to challenge the storm when you could be huddled indoors, […]
Two hours of jolting down a wavy red road, nearing 130 km/hour in places that seem impossible given the dramatic rolls of the dirt. My head hits the roof of the car several times as we launch off a rise; speed bumps have no authority here. The endless Komkomba conversation […]
Life slows as we drive out of the city. The chaotic Accra streets, flat yet riddled with potholes, flow into smooth countryside roads that wander subtle hills. Speed bumps are scattered further apart and we drive faster, soon owning the road, only occasionally weaving around trucks with their towering loads […]
This narrow street I walk is always busy. Road space is a battle, viciously fought over by pretentiously beeping taxis, by tro-tro busses laden with packed benches, by confident motorcycles and fearless bicycles. Unfazed pedestrians drift between the blending lanes of traffic, women in bright skinny jeans or traditional wrap […]