well back in Ghana,

After a quick retreat home, i am back out in Ghana (the gate way to Africa).

Flying home three weeks ago was a relief, a Gap from my Gap year. It was great to have a proper wash, eat some real food and see everybody, especially Ash. But the best part was finally sorting out what was wrong with me and restoring my health. However i was sad to be leaving all the other volunteers. Arriving home was a strange experience changing from 30 degrees to 5 degrees, and driving on proper roads in proper cars with people actually obeying the rules of the road.

Arriving back in Ghana on Saturday night was a grounding experience. I landed at 9:30 pm after spending an hour getting through immigration and collecting my bag, I walked out the terminal to find no rep from Projects abroad waiting for me. After searching for an hour i called my rep in Kumasi, 100 miles away. 45 minuets later i received a phone call telling me that Nemi was asleep and was not answering his phone and they would try an order a taxi for me. I waited at the airport for another hour, by this time nearly everyone had left and standing out like a saw thumb, people started to ask me for money, food and water. Finally before the crowd got to big my driver turned up and i finally arrived at the office about midnight. I woke about 7am in the morning and found one of the charity reps, who didn't seem to be expecting me. He told me that he would order me a taxi to take me to the bus station. I knew that some of the volunteers where just down the coast at Busua beach resort (the place i spent my last weekend in Ghana) so instead of catching a 5 hour bus to Kumasi i got a three hour bus to Takoridia then a 30min taxi to Busua.

The beach was a nice treat as i managed to go for a swim before night fell and wash away the buckets of sweat that had appeared after 3 hours on a tro. We stayed up till midnight as it was Sabines birthday the next day. Then sleep seemed pointless as our taxi was arriving at 2:30am so we could catch the 4am bus to Kumasi.

I finally arrived in Kumasi on Monday at about 10am, and suffering from travel sickness the first thing i did in Kumasi was be sick. Worrying that my illness had returned i hurried back to my host house. But after a good meal, about 14 hours sleep and some Beroca i recovered.

Today i had my first day at the children's home in kumasi. After hearing many great things and a few horror storied i was not quite sure what to expect. However i found the orphanage a relief, I was working in the day care with children from 3 to about 5 years old. All though the teachers carried canes i never once saw them used. Unlike the school the teachers seemed to be interested in the kids education. At the start of the class to gain the children's attention the teach would start singing, and as the children new the words they would all join in and do actions. At the end of the song the children started to sing about a mouse and all went quieter and quieter until they were sitting in silence with their arms crossed.

Unlike the school i am excited to be going to work tomorrow.