Tuesday August 19th…I have now officially been in the U.S. for two weeks. And I say again: where has the time gone? The idea that time is going by so very quickly is both comforting and also makes me a bit nervous. I returned home on Thursday the 14th and overall it is as if I never left. There are a few new buildings on Queen Anne and my parents made many changes to the upstairs of our house (including the transformation of my room into an office-I was forewarned of course) and it is now summer but other than that? I don’t feel as though I missed much. To me this means that 6 months can be a very long time but in the big picture, 6 months goes by in the blink of an eye. Still…I have kept myself extremely busy in the past two weeks. After my two days in New York I flew to Montana for some family time. For the first time in two years all 7 cousins/grandchildren were in Helena, MT at the same time. We had fun catching up and eating lots and lots of food. I had my share of cheeseburgers that week. Last Saturday my cousin Chelsey married a wonderful man named Tony and though the wedding was short and small, it was lovely. Sunday was emotional in a different way. That afternoon all the grandchildren and a few of the generation just above us hiked up Mount Helena (about an hour hike one way) to spend time together and to spread my Grandmother’s ashes. When I left for Ghana in February I feared I would not be able to be there for this event. I am thankful that school ended earlier than I thought in Ghana and I was able to come home a bit early. As many of you know last fall was very difficult with the passing on my Grandma but last Sunday was a beautiful way to celebrate her life. We said a prayer and spread the ashes along with brightly colored rose petals and cried together. After hiking down we continued to celebrate with a bbq and our big summer birthday party (as many in our family have summer birthdays). While I was excited to get back to Seattle, I was more grateful than anyone will ever know that I was able to be in Montana that weekend.
Also on Sunday I took some time to call Ghana. I spoke with my sister Naomi who says that things are going well but she misses me greatly. I was told there is a new volunteer already, from Switzerland. I am jealous that someone new gets to spend time with “my” kids but I am also glad to hear someone new is there to teach and to play. After talking to Naomi she passed her phone around to a few of the kids. It was wonderful to hear their voices. They asked how I was in Twi (ete sein) and I responded very fine (Ayia paw). They say they miss me especially since it was Sunday evening and that means movie night. I left at least one dvd full of movies for them and I hope the new volunteers continue my new weekly tradition. Naomi says she will work on making that happen. Lastly Naomi put P.K. and Pastor on the phone. I miss those boys more than I can ever explain. They have limited English but I could hear P.K. laughing and tears came to my eyes. I wish each of those children the best in life and I am sending thoughts and prayers daily.
On Thursday my mom, brother and I drove from Helena back to Seattle. We had a nice drive and it was great to spend time with my brother. Garret has grown taller and has also grown a beard AND he is now 18, when did that happen? He has since gone back to Tennessee to finish is final year of high school. I will not see him for another 3 months. His winter break should be fun though and he and I will get to spend a while together.
I will be honest, I don’t think I got any sleep this past weekend BUT I did have a fantastic time with friends. Thursday through Sunday went by much too quickly but boy was it fun! Each night was a different type of party including my Friday night welcome home party at the Paragon on Queen Anne. Many friends showed up to welcome me home and I was very happy. I know I said my first meal in NY was going to be sushi but turns out it was Asian fusion food. While this was still delicious, I had not yet had the sushi I had been craving since February. Saturday night this changed and I went to “I love Sushi” on Lake Union. This was truly one of the best nights I have had in the past two weeks. Now that I have had sushi, I feel complete. (This may sound ridiculous, but what can I say? 6 months of not having your favorite food…it can make you a little crazy). :-)
Sunday night I forced myself to get to bed early and I awoke the next morning feeling absolutely refreshed. I do not think I have felt completely recharged and not tired for 6 months now. Though I guess now I was not sweating all night nor were there roosters outside my window nor was I sleeping next to a church where members pray loudly throughout the night. I will never take sleep for granted again. Now it is Tuesday: I have one interview with a temp agency on Thursday and many emails I must write to begin the job hunt. Just a heads up: I am interested in non profits, especially those in the healthcare (specifically global health) and am also interested in communication and public relations. Any and all advice or connections would be greatly appreciated. Until I find what I am looking for I start working once again at the Paragon Bar and Grill near my house in Queen Anne. I will start as a hostess and hopefully begin serving soon. Come and visit!
Thank you again for taking time in the past 6 months to read my blogs, write comments and emails and offer support. While the 6 months did go by quickly I look back on that time and I know that I wouldn’t have changed one thing. Every struggle taught me a lesson, lessons I hope I will continue learning from for years. I realize that 6 months in Ghana is very different than 6 months in the US and I know my time there changed me in ways I am still discovering. I now have an experience that is all mine and is truly one of a kind. Being back at home is a wonderful feeling but I believe it is wonderful because I did leave and I made this journey happen. I accomplished a goal and survived. I like to believe I could have done this with or without the help of so many but I am grateful that was not the case and was offered help in so many ways. So I thank you for…everything.
Sincerely,
Erin (Afia)
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Back in the Western World
I am sitting at a desk in an apartment in Brooklyn New York listening to the sound of city traffic and am feeling very content. My friend Lauren is still at work but she graciously let me into her apartment so I could shower (a proper hot, full pressured shower), watch cable and feel truly clean for the first time in 5.5 months. My journey this time was MUCH MUCH MUCH easier coming back to the US than leaving it back in February. Every flight was on time and while
I am still a bit sick, no where near my pneumonia state when I was embarking for Africa. Leaving Ghana was still a surreal experience. As I sat on the STC bus headed to Accra for the last time I defiantly felt sad. Saying goodbye to a home is never easy and since mid February, Ghana was my home. My feelings for the country and those I said goodbye too showed me just how much I enjoyed my time there. While I knew I would be sad to leave, I did not anticipate
seriously crying, or witnessing others crying at my departure. Perhaps I will be returning to visit sooner than planned.Before I jump to all the goodbyes, I want to tell you all about my time with Rachel and about my birthday celebrations, Ghanaian style:
Last Thursday, July 24th, Rachel and I left Accra and headed to Cape Coast. Thursday was a LONG travel day and I think Rachel discovered just how honest I was on my blog when describing how painful traveling is in Ghana. After waiting for the van/tro tro to actually fill up, we were on our way (2 1/2 hours away) to the Coast. The weather turned and it started to rain...damn rainy season! We met Jeanette in Cape Coast at the Oasis Hotel and Restaurant. Due to the weather, there was no one else there for lunch but this meant it didn't take 3 hours to get our food. Rachel and I then headed to the Cape Coast Castle (Jeanette had already been there). The Castle used to be an old slave trading ground and the hour long tour you can take is chilling. After Cape Coast the three of us headed to the tro tro station to get to Takoradi. Another station: more waiting. This is how it works...besides small trips to and from the market, no tro tro or bus leaves the station until every seat is full, this can take FOREVER. This time we were tired and just wanted to get there already so we decided to just buy the remaining 4 seats and have more room in the vehicle so we could just go already. We had to do the same thing once more to get to
Axim. A little after 11pm, we finally reached the Axim Beach Resort. Our room was very sweet and we had a tv with the MTV channel so we were content. Friday was a new day and after a little morning overcast, the sun came out and the three of us literally spent the entire day on the beach. I have seen many beaches in Ghana by now but this one is by far the most beautiful, the most clean, quiet and is just perfect. That evening we put on dresses for dinner and had quite
the photo shoot on a hillside overlooking the ocean.
Saturday...my 23rd birthday. We woke up and the girls same me "Happy Birthday," then we packed and had breakfast. By noon we were off for the next adventure:
Butre beach-The hideout lodge. It took a long time to get there because the roads were so awful and I will admit to a sour attitude when we finally did get there. The weather was not nice-raining on my birthday in Africa!- and the website photos of the lodge looked much better than the real deal BUT after some lunch and other friends started showing up, I got over it and we had a great night. I think in total there were 16 people at the lodge and I realized how special it is to be able to celebrate one of my birthdays in Ghana, with so many new friends. The night consisted of eating, drinking and dancing to drumming around a bonfire on the beach! Pretty amazing if you ask me. I am so thankful to all of the people that made it down to the coast that weekend.
Sunday the sun came out and my friend Will set up the beach volleyball he brought along...after a late lunch, everyone said bye and left. Rachel and I headed to Kokrobite (another beach on the way back to Accra) but once again, getting there was not so easy. I felt very bad for Rachel since she was only in Ghana for a short time and already two days had been used almost entirely for traveling from one place to another. She was a good sport though.On Monday Rachel and I took drumming and African dancing lessons: VERY FUN! The drumming was a private lesson and we sat on the beach to do so. Both the dancing and the drumming were not easy, but still very cool. I can't wait to put up more pictures. We ate lunch at Big Milly's resort (where I was two months
ago for a reggae party) and I found Joyce, a hippie woman from Venice Beach who sells home made jewelry to benefit an NGO targeted towards saving traditional African music. She is a bit acentric herself but her jewelry is gorgeous and very cheap. After lunch we headed to Accra and then to the bus station. We left the beach by 2 and by 5 we were on the road-this is how long everything takes in Ghana! 5 more hours passed and we finally made it to
Kumasi. That night Rachel wanted nothing but a hot shower (secretly I did too) so we stayed in a hotel for the night.
Tuesday morning was another unlucky day...after hiring a car to take us to and from the monkey sanctuary up north, we spent half the morning going from bank to bank trying to find an ATM that would accept MasterCard. This was no so fun. Eventually we were told to go inside one of the banks and finally, Rachel was able to get some money. We were finally on the road the things were looking good but then we got to the sanctuary and Rachel's camera wouldn't even turn on
due to low battery (we had charged it the night before but apparently it didn't work). Poor Rachel. My camera was also dying and after two years, and two trips to Africa, my camera is not in the best shape. We made the best out of it though and because it was the middle of the week, there were hardly any other people there and the monkey's came right up to us. We had bananas and a few great pictures of the monkey's taking the pieces right out of our hands. By 7 we were back at Columbus Orphanage and I couldn't have been happier. The kids were all playing outside and they ran straight for us, all smiles. I gave out hugs to everyone and introduced Rachel. Her (understandably) bad mood lifted immediately and she too loved meeting my family.
Wednesday was spent at the school. The exams were finished and the teachers were busy with grading those exams and writing report cards so Rachel and I took class 4 and 5 (and some of class 3 tagged along) down to the field for one last P.E. We had a great two hours playing football and the girls taught Rach and I some dancing games. The pictures from this day are absolutely priceless. After lunch I took Rachel to Kumasi to show her the market. This place truly is
one of a kind. After walking all over Kumasi and finally using the internet, Rachel and I met Tony, Alison and Jeanette at the Royal Park Hotel. This hotel has the best Chinese food in Ghana and the owner has become a friend. Wednesday (the 30th) we were celebrating the news that Jeanette got into her midwifery school of her choice back in Denmark, a very tough program. She was very excited and I was happy to be there to celebrate with her.
Thursday was the last day of school. The day started with men from the church bringing speakers down as well as a full sound system so we could truly celebrate with music and dancing. Because it was the last day, the kids were not required to wear their uniforms. My girls looked so cute in their day to day clothes. My Odame, the headmaster of the school, surprised me by painting "Donated by Erin, USA" on each of the ten desks I had made for the school. I am
honored. After a few hours of dancing and simply hanging out, the ceremony for the volunteers began. Each of us were introduced and given a gift. After the volunteers handed out crackers and juice to everyone and I gave pens and pencils to my class 4 and 5. Suddenly the school day was over and I realized it was time to say good bye to my classes. This was very hard. I gave out hugs to all that wanted them and told very one of the students to do well next term and
that I would miss them. When little Elizabeth Sawaa from class 4 told me not to leave and even began crying herself, I thought I would lose it. Eventually I went back to my room and Rachel had to comfort me a bit because I began to cry as well. These kids have made a huge impact on my life and I will never forget them or this experience. That night I also had another last night...my last movie night with the kids at the orphanage. Before the movie however I told the kids to meet me in the big living room. I made them sit down and I told them how much I was going to miss each and every one. Then I passed out paper in which I had written each kids
name (in pretty markers) and decorated with stickers as well as a drawing book and a small pack of colored pencils. All the orphans seemed very pleased. After a few pictures everyone packed into my room to see "Chicken Little." As I held PK on my lap, I couldn't believe my time in Ghana was almost over. When the movie was finished and the kids went to bed, Rachel and I told Emmanuel and Gifty (two of the older orphans) to stick around. Emmanuel, being the oldest
boy and a fantastic drawer was given a pack of brand new markers from Rachel. She had bonded with him from the beginning and wanted to give him something special. Gifty had shown me her report card earlier and I was so happy so see that she was number one in her class. I gave her a brand new set of erasers and a big pencil sharpener for next term. I am so proud of her. (Almost done)...Friday I took Rachel to the zoo and the cultural center. There was some sort of craft fair going on at the center, this made shopping for gifts all the easier. I began feeling overly tired and had no idea why this was so I choose to ignore it. After 6 Rachel and I met my friend Harman for dinner but as soon as the meal came I realized I had a bad fever and thought back over the course of the day. I had been unexplainably tired and my lower back was aching...and now I had a high fever and no appetite...all malaria symptoms. NOT AGAIN! There was no time to go to a doctor so after attempting to eat something Harman drove us to a pharmacy where I explained my symptoms and they handed me some medicine. As you can imagine...being sick as you are packing and saying goodbye to people is in no way fun. And that was pretty much how I spent my last three days in Ghana. Rachel left early Saturday morning for Accra and then home to the states. I had a miserable time packing and tried my best not to snap at any of the kids coming in and out of my room to "help." Finally when a taxi arrived to take me to the palace, I was a mess. Saying goodbye to Naomi was the hardest. She is now my sister for life and it will be very hard not seeing her everyday. Then the kids-many of the girls began to cry and that made my eyes tear up. These kids and these people have been my family for the past 6 months and sadly, I think I began to take that for granted. I will continue to miss them forever. Before saying good bye my host mother Georgina gave me a present. Earlier she had taken my measurements and got a dress made for me. I also gave her a bracelet and some lotion. For Naomi I gave a card and a necklace. Lastly I took P.K. and Pastor aside. They had been my favorites since the beginning and I decided they needed to really know that. I had two beanie babies left and I thought those two boys deserved them. Pastor took the cat and P.K. took the inch worm. I took one last picture with them I tried not to cry uncontrollably.
Once I arrived in Atasamanso (where the palace is located) I had dinner with Jeanette and Alison and we curled up on the couch to watch a movie. Sunday was spent sleeping, trying to feel better and repacking my suitcases. I sadly said bye to Tony and Alison before going to bed since they leave very early for work and went to bed myself for my very last night in Ghana.
Now I have been away for a two days. Being in New York is definitely a complete turn around from my life in Ghana but I think I can really appreciate both. While I miss seeing goats in chickens walking along the main roads, it is nice to see sports cars and take a hot, water pressured shower complete with a fluffy towel from the dryer! I am excited to see how I adapt to being back in the US, maybe it will be easier than I think, perhaps harder. Either way I am home and cannot wait to tell everyone even more about my experience.
Thank you once again for all the love and support, and for keeping up with my blog. I will continue to write for the rest of the month so if you want to learn how I am adapting, keep on checking.
I hope to also put up many more pictures now that I am back, so keep checking the photo website.
I am off to meet my friend for my first meal back in the U.S.-SUSHI!
Until next time,
Erin (or Afia Henewaa)
I am still a bit sick, no where near my pneumonia state when I was embarking for Africa. Leaving Ghana was still a surreal experience. As I sat on the STC bus headed to Accra for the last time I defiantly felt sad. Saying goodbye to a home is never easy and since mid February, Ghana was my home. My feelings for the country and those I said goodbye too showed me just how much I enjoyed my time there. While I knew I would be sad to leave, I did not anticipate
seriously crying, or witnessing others crying at my departure. Perhaps I will be returning to visit sooner than planned.Before I jump to all the goodbyes, I want to tell you all about my time with Rachel and about my birthday celebrations, Ghanaian style:
Last Thursday, July 24th, Rachel and I left Accra and headed to Cape Coast. Thursday was a LONG travel day and I think Rachel discovered just how honest I was on my blog when describing how painful traveling is in Ghana. After waiting for the van/tro tro to actually fill up, we were on our way (2 1/2 hours away) to the Coast. The weather turned and it started to rain...damn rainy season! We met Jeanette in Cape Coast at the Oasis Hotel and Restaurant. Due to the weather, there was no one else there for lunch but this meant it didn't take 3 hours to get our food. Rachel and I then headed to the Cape Coast Castle (Jeanette had already been there). The Castle used to be an old slave trading ground and the hour long tour you can take is chilling. After Cape Coast the three of us headed to the tro tro station to get to Takoradi. Another station: more waiting. This is how it works...besides small trips to and from the market, no tro tro or bus leaves the station until every seat is full, this can take FOREVER. This time we were tired and just wanted to get there already so we decided to just buy the remaining 4 seats and have more room in the vehicle so we could just go already. We had to do the same thing once more to get to
Axim. A little after 11pm, we finally reached the Axim Beach Resort. Our room was very sweet and we had a tv with the MTV channel so we were content. Friday was a new day and after a little morning overcast, the sun came out and the three of us literally spent the entire day on the beach. I have seen many beaches in Ghana by now but this one is by far the most beautiful, the most clean, quiet and is just perfect. That evening we put on dresses for dinner and had quite
the photo shoot on a hillside overlooking the ocean.
Saturday...my 23rd birthday. We woke up and the girls same me "Happy Birthday," then we packed and had breakfast. By noon we were off for the next adventure:
Butre beach-The hideout lodge. It took a long time to get there because the roads were so awful and I will admit to a sour attitude when we finally did get there. The weather was not nice-raining on my birthday in Africa!- and the website photos of the lodge looked much better than the real deal BUT after some lunch and other friends started showing up, I got over it and we had a great night. I think in total there were 16 people at the lodge and I realized how special it is to be able to celebrate one of my birthdays in Ghana, with so many new friends. The night consisted of eating, drinking and dancing to drumming around a bonfire on the beach! Pretty amazing if you ask me. I am so thankful to all of the people that made it down to the coast that weekend.
Sunday the sun came out and my friend Will set up the beach volleyball he brought along...after a late lunch, everyone said bye and left. Rachel and I headed to Kokrobite (another beach on the way back to Accra) but once again, getting there was not so easy. I felt very bad for Rachel since she was only in Ghana for a short time and already two days had been used almost entirely for traveling from one place to another. She was a good sport though.On Monday Rachel and I took drumming and African dancing lessons: VERY FUN! The drumming was a private lesson and we sat on the beach to do so. Both the dancing and the drumming were not easy, but still very cool. I can't wait to put up more pictures. We ate lunch at Big Milly's resort (where I was two months
ago for a reggae party) and I found Joyce, a hippie woman from Venice Beach who sells home made jewelry to benefit an NGO targeted towards saving traditional African music. She is a bit acentric herself but her jewelry is gorgeous and very cheap. After lunch we headed to Accra and then to the bus station. We left the beach by 2 and by 5 we were on the road-this is how long everything takes in Ghana! 5 more hours passed and we finally made it to
Kumasi. That night Rachel wanted nothing but a hot shower (secretly I did too) so we stayed in a hotel for the night.
Tuesday morning was another unlucky day...after hiring a car to take us to and from the monkey sanctuary up north, we spent half the morning going from bank to bank trying to find an ATM that would accept MasterCard. This was no so fun. Eventually we were told to go inside one of the banks and finally, Rachel was able to get some money. We were finally on the road the things were looking good but then we got to the sanctuary and Rachel's camera wouldn't even turn on
due to low battery (we had charged it the night before but apparently it didn't work). Poor Rachel. My camera was also dying and after two years, and two trips to Africa, my camera is not in the best shape. We made the best out of it though and because it was the middle of the week, there were hardly any other people there and the monkey's came right up to us. We had bananas and a few great pictures of the monkey's taking the pieces right out of our hands. By 7 we were back at Columbus Orphanage and I couldn't have been happier. The kids were all playing outside and they ran straight for us, all smiles. I gave out hugs to everyone and introduced Rachel. Her (understandably) bad mood lifted immediately and she too loved meeting my family.
Wednesday was spent at the school. The exams were finished and the teachers were busy with grading those exams and writing report cards so Rachel and I took class 4 and 5 (and some of class 3 tagged along) down to the field for one last P.E. We had a great two hours playing football and the girls taught Rach and I some dancing games. The pictures from this day are absolutely priceless. After lunch I took Rachel to Kumasi to show her the market. This place truly is
one of a kind. After walking all over Kumasi and finally using the internet, Rachel and I met Tony, Alison and Jeanette at the Royal Park Hotel. This hotel has the best Chinese food in Ghana and the owner has become a friend. Wednesday (the 30th) we were celebrating the news that Jeanette got into her midwifery school of her choice back in Denmark, a very tough program. She was very excited and I was happy to be there to celebrate with her.
Thursday was the last day of school. The day started with men from the church bringing speakers down as well as a full sound system so we could truly celebrate with music and dancing. Because it was the last day, the kids were not required to wear their uniforms. My girls looked so cute in their day to day clothes. My Odame, the headmaster of the school, surprised me by painting "Donated by Erin, USA" on each of the ten desks I had made for the school. I am
honored. After a few hours of dancing and simply hanging out, the ceremony for the volunteers began. Each of us were introduced and given a gift. After the volunteers handed out crackers and juice to everyone and I gave pens and pencils to my class 4 and 5. Suddenly the school day was over and I realized it was time to say good bye to my classes. This was very hard. I gave out hugs to all that wanted them and told very one of the students to do well next term and
that I would miss them. When little Elizabeth Sawaa from class 4 told me not to leave and even began crying herself, I thought I would lose it. Eventually I went back to my room and Rachel had to comfort me a bit because I began to cry as well. These kids have made a huge impact on my life and I will never forget them or this experience. That night I also had another last night...my last movie night with the kids at the orphanage. Before the movie however I told the kids to meet me in the big living room. I made them sit down and I told them how much I was going to miss each and every one. Then I passed out paper in which I had written each kids
name (in pretty markers) and decorated with stickers as well as a drawing book and a small pack of colored pencils. All the orphans seemed very pleased. After a few pictures everyone packed into my room to see "Chicken Little." As I held PK on my lap, I couldn't believe my time in Ghana was almost over. When the movie was finished and the kids went to bed, Rachel and I told Emmanuel and Gifty (two of the older orphans) to stick around. Emmanuel, being the oldest
boy and a fantastic drawer was given a pack of brand new markers from Rachel. She had bonded with him from the beginning and wanted to give him something special. Gifty had shown me her report card earlier and I was so happy so see that she was number one in her class. I gave her a brand new set of erasers and a big pencil sharpener for next term. I am so proud of her. (Almost done)...Friday I took Rachel to the zoo and the cultural center. There was some sort of craft fair going on at the center, this made shopping for gifts all the easier. I began feeling overly tired and had no idea why this was so I choose to ignore it. After 6 Rachel and I met my friend Harman for dinner but as soon as the meal came I realized I had a bad fever and thought back over the course of the day. I had been unexplainably tired and my lower back was aching...and now I had a high fever and no appetite...all malaria symptoms. NOT AGAIN! There was no time to go to a doctor so after attempting to eat something Harman drove us to a pharmacy where I explained my symptoms and they handed me some medicine. As you can imagine...being sick as you are packing and saying goodbye to people is in no way fun. And that was pretty much how I spent my last three days in Ghana. Rachel left early Saturday morning for Accra and then home to the states. I had a miserable time packing and tried my best not to snap at any of the kids coming in and out of my room to "help." Finally when a taxi arrived to take me to the palace, I was a mess. Saying goodbye to Naomi was the hardest. She is now my sister for life and it will be very hard not seeing her everyday. Then the kids-many of the girls began to cry and that made my eyes tear up. These kids and these people have been my family for the past 6 months and sadly, I think I began to take that for granted. I will continue to miss them forever. Before saying good bye my host mother Georgina gave me a present. Earlier she had taken my measurements and got a dress made for me. I also gave her a bracelet and some lotion. For Naomi I gave a card and a necklace. Lastly I took P.K. and Pastor aside. They had been my favorites since the beginning and I decided they needed to really know that. I had two beanie babies left and I thought those two boys deserved them. Pastor took the cat and P.K. took the inch worm. I took one last picture with them I tried not to cry uncontrollably.
Once I arrived in Atasamanso (where the palace is located) I had dinner with Jeanette and Alison and we curled up on the couch to watch a movie. Sunday was spent sleeping, trying to feel better and repacking my suitcases. I sadly said bye to Tony and Alison before going to bed since they leave very early for work and went to bed myself for my very last night in Ghana.
Now I have been away for a two days. Being in New York is definitely a complete turn around from my life in Ghana but I think I can really appreciate both. While I miss seeing goats in chickens walking along the main roads, it is nice to see sports cars and take a hot, water pressured shower complete with a fluffy towel from the dryer! I am excited to see how I adapt to being back in the US, maybe it will be easier than I think, perhaps harder. Either way I am home and cannot wait to tell everyone even more about my experience.
Thank you once again for all the love and support, and for keeping up with my blog. I will continue to write for the rest of the month so if you want to learn how I am adapting, keep on checking.
I hope to also put up many more pictures now that I am back, so keep checking the photo website.
I am off to meet my friend for my first meal back in the U.S.-SUSHI!
Until next time,
Erin (or Afia Henewaa)
Monday, August 4, 2008
Goodbye Ghana
I am writing quickly from the Accra International Airport. Since my last post I have been unbelievably busy and unable to spend time on my blog. I will however catch everyone up on my birthday festivities and saying goodbye to all my kids as soon as I get to New York (August 5th at 11am).
I have no idea where the last 5.5 months have gone but I am sad to leave. I cannot wait to see everyone however. I promise to write more soon.
Thank you everyone for your love and support over the past 6 months and I will see you soon!
-Afia Henewaa
I have no idea where the last 5.5 months have gone but I am sad to leave. I cannot wait to see everyone however. I promise to write more soon.
Thank you everyone for your love and support over the past 6 months and I will see you soon!
-Afia Henewaa
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