It's been a while since I've last written and I confess that my laziness has finally caught up with me. I have a lot more to say but no inclination to sit down and put it into words. Yet, I am home from work early- injured in the call of duty- so I have time to write. I'm kidding. My finger got slammed in a door today as I was leaving a teacher-less room filled with 26 toddlers. Now my index finger has swelled to a lovely size, is bleeding under the skin and is experiencing same sporadic throbbing pains. Today's post will be quite mixed pot of ramblings about anything that comes to my mind. So be prepared for a little bit of chaos.
To begin. Food. It is after all a necessity for life and to be honest it's the focus of most Ghanaians day. A lot of the local foods, really aren't appealing at all. Ghanaians eat to be full and clearly not for the satisfaction of it. Fufu is a dish that is widely popular amongst the locals. Its is a ball of uncooked doughy something with a soup poured over the top. This dough is repulsive both because of its lack of flavour and bizarre texture. I really can't stomach it. Kenkai is another dish that I have not been brave enough to try but that I hear is equally abhorrent. It is corn that is mashed to the point that it is a bitter mass of food that bears little resemblance to the vegetable that it is derived from. there is also an alcoholic drink that costs 20 pesos (20 cents) and is made from nails and is 90% alcoholic. I'm not masochistic enough to even be tempted to try it, the thought itself makes me feel sick. but if you wanna be an alcoholic then Ghana is an affordable place to do it.
I was going to write more, but once again I can't be bothered and typind with two fingers is beyond me.
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