Memory 1:
On our trip last weekend to the Nzulezo stilt village, we had to take an hour-long canoe ride to reach the village. After an incredible experience walking on what felt a bit like a Venice of Ghana, so to speak, we begun the canoe journey back. We were crossing a wide lake with dark green, tree-covered hills surrounding us with stormy clouds hanging overhead when…
...a cell phone rings. It’s not mine or any of my American companions; instead, it’s our canoe guide’s! We proceeded into the dense marshes while listening to him chat away on his phone in Fanti (the local language).
Memory 2:
While visiting the stilt village (a tiny community of 400 people living in huts entirely built over the lake), we met with the village chief. We were sitting in a circle around the chief, listening to his recitation on the history of the Nzulezo people, when…
...a nearby radio starts blasting the local Ghanaian favorite pop song, “Big Booty Girl”.
Memory 3:
Leaving the office one day last week, I was walking with my boss down the tiny streets of Cape Coast. Lined with sewage gutters and old squat buildings and huts, we passed some children playing in the dirt on the side of the road. Our hearts completely melted when…
...we saw this adorable little Ghanaian girl carrying a Barney doll, wrapped in the Ghanaian “baby swing” on her back.
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