I think that's how I say I like Ghana a lot. But who knows. I have been speaking Twi for all of 8 hours. These first two weeks are orientation, and it's the craziest crash course. We are all exhausted after every day. And every morning out professors are like "Did you all go to the clubs last night?" And I'm like "I don't even know how to leave campus."
We took a tour of Accra today which only further confirmed that I should never leave my dorm. But I would like to let you know (Dad) that I am a master bargainer. All I do is tell people that I have no interest in their crap, and then they basically give it away.
We visited this sweet memorial for Ghana's first president and were bombarded by people selling things the second we left. This guy wanted to sell me shirts, 2 for 40. I kept telling him no. His final offer was 2 for 15. That's like less than 4 American bucks per shirt. And they were actually kind of sweet. So then I was all "Fine! I'll buy your dumb shirt!" And then my new friend, who made really pretty carvings that I didn't buy told me to remember him. Because he loves me. His words. People here are way easy. Even the 4 year olds yell "Hey bruni (white person), come over here!!!"
Also, I went in the Atlantic Ocean for the first time in my life.
And last night the power went out but we still had our dance class. Everyone should engage in tribal dancing under the stars in the pitch black at least once in their life. I don't think you've lived until then. Follow that up with a group sing along as you all take a freezing shower in absolute black and you can basically die happy.
Also, flashlight in a bag= a great lantern.
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