TWO WEEKS LEFT.... wowza.

me with my trusty guidebook in Tamale - gotta love that thing!

Some things are hard to believe. That I've been in Ghana for nearly 6 months may just be one of them! I mean, I understand that time has passed. Lots of time! But the realisation that it is nearly AUGUST pretty much astounds me every time I think about it!

However, I can't say that time has gone fast, because it hasn't really. Those first few weeks dragged, and then picked up and then just ticked on nicely. After those inital few weeks of adapting I didn't really think the words 6 months much - it was just too scary! And then I didn't really need to because time was dealing with that fact without my help... and now here I am - this time in two weeks I will be at the airport! Like sitting at home a few weeks before my departure the thought of home fills me with this mixed excited feeling although lets face it after the initial crazy I am bound to be filled with (like coming home after uni only about about 10x worse...) I think I will start to miss Ghana.

The sun, the tros, the food (bizarrely, or perhaps I will miss the ease of getting food - off someones head, side of road or tro window), my housemates Anna and Maria, my beautiful children and just travelling through and living here. I wont miss some things (cries of obruni, always being different, stupid Africa-time, being grabbed) but even those will take on some sort of nostalgic value a few weeks after my return.

Before I leave I want to: Visit Kokrobite along the coast, eat lots of bread and egg, get two dresses made at the seamstress, see my children's graduation (this Saturday!!), eat banku and fufu one last time, go to the beach to try to get my tan to the level everyone expects (when really I avoid the sun here), visit the markets again... and lots more I am sure!

Ghana-Sal xxxxxxxxxxxxx