Where the air smells like chocolate...
Welcome to Ghana.
Last night I decided to head to my room for the night. I got there, went to open my luggage, and realized that you can't open luggage that is tied shut with plastic ties when your pocket knife is in your luggage. I roamed around the darkened house looking for assistance for about 10 minutes before resigning myself to defeat and going to bed in dirty clothes. I suppose I didn't even need the airline to lose my luggage for me...
In other news, my body is reinforcing the existence of jet lag.
Roasted plantains are absolutely wonderful.
Ghanaian chocolate is not.
The chocolate tastes like the air smells. For those of you who have not smelled the air in Accra, it is not too wretched, but certainly not fragrant. I think, though, that the situation sounds a little more lovely when I say that the air smells like chocolate.
posted by Lesley Watson @ 2:30 AM
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I agree with your perception of the chocolate; it really is not that great, despite being ranked in the top three world cocoa producers, you know...
anyway, as for the air, it will take time to get used to some of the questionable smells, but then again, it depends on which part of Accra you're in...
Back in Brussels, Belgium, there were communes in the capital where I wouldn't want to stay five minutes, let alone stroll through;-)
But then again, Belgian chocolate is great;-))
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