This is the first chance I've had to get into an internet cafe since arriving in Ghana.
Everyone
has arrived safely in Tamale, and we have gotten to work on our
project. Yesterday, the honor students got all dirty knocking down an
adobe chicken coop behind the kitchen. Meanwhile, Heather, Nicole,
Katrina, Dr. Eason, and I went shopping to get supplies to get our
project underway. Shopping is quite an experience. We visited one
hardware shop that from the side we saw was maybe the size of a
smallish two car garage. Every spare space was crammed with tools, plumbing supplies,
nails, and bits of randomness to the point that there was just a narrow
walkway to move through the store. There was even a huge gate valve
that looked like it belonged in a NY sewer. Yet despite being so small,
the store had most of what we needed. Workers would go into the back,
and come out with 20 ft sections of copper and PVC pipe, or hammers and other tools since some of the ones hanging were only for display. It was a bit like Mary Poppins bag.
Today, Heather, Prit, Cody and I built the forms for the new hearth for the kitchen. Nicole and Cesar
dug out the location of the concrete pad for the pump. An electrician
came in and prepared the wiring for the pump as well. It doesn't sound
like much until you realize we've been using a hand saw to cut the
forms. (Side note: Wet wood is much harder to cut than really old dry
wood). We also swept the kitchen floors and walls. The women here use
small hand brooms made from dried plant matter tied with a string. I
needed a long broom to reach the cobwebs near the ceiling, so I found a
long stick and some duct tape and Viola! we have a really long handled
broom.
Ghana is hot. I
should maybe reiterate, when we arrived in Tamale the pilot said the
outside temperature was 39°C. Everyone was trying to do math in their
heads. A quick check on a scientific calculator (never leave home with
out one) told us the outside temperature was 102.2°F. But despite being
hot, it is also an amazing colorful and vibrant place. Everywhere you
look there are shops, and stalls, and women with large bowls on their
heads, and people everywhere. In the states, people are all inside
hiding in the A/C, but in Ghana they are all outside going about the
business of living. The streets are packed with taxi's, and
motorcycles, mopeds, and bicycles, and even pedestrians, and the
occasional bus like ours. But there is no orderly flow to the traffic..
It moves more like crowds of people at a theme park. They always seem
to move or stop just before they get hit, and they squeeze into the
most amazingly tight little spaces.
There is so much more to tell
you, but I'm going to wrap it up there,.
Just know that we are safe, that everyone is having a good time, or if
not, at least a once in a lifetime experience. I'm definitely enjoying
it.
Hopefully the next time I get to an internet cafe I can post pictures too.
Maria
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