So there’s been rumours going around about this organic market in the outskirts of Cape Coast. Last Friday we went to the post office, where the market is supposed to be, and walked around trying to find it. Turned out we went to the wrong post office (who knew there was more than one?!). So
It’s never easy, saying goodbye. And somewhere down the line I thought it would get easier. After years of travelling I’ve said see you soon to so many faces and maybe some part of me thought that you stopped letting people in and stopped caring after a while. I’ve realised that’s not the case. On
We’re basically running over that line that separates Ghana from Togo. “Faster faster, the border is closing!” and “Write quickly, you’re late” is chasing us while we’re filling out the immigration form. It’s 21.30 and the border is closing in 30 minutes, the guy who hands out the visas has already gone home, it’s dark,
Is it good or bad that I’m already starting to feel a little bit sentimental here in Ghana? We are already on our fourth week and time is really flying by like the fastest of birds while I’m still in some sort of “we just got here”-state of mind. Everything we do is so interesting
It’s 6.30 and we’re all packed up in the bus. A two hour ride awaits before we would reach the Norwegian company Norpalm’s palm oil plantation. At our first stop we got a short introduction on the history of Norpalm and some information about their staff and work. After that we got a little tour
It was a warm evening, a standard in Pondicherry. The air was tense with anticipation not only was a storm brewing in the sky but there was a wild frenzy in Maison Raja, the lovely abode of the Kulturstudier students. Saris were being wrapped around in an elegant and baffling manner, guys were putting on
“Akua, Akua! Is your name Akua?” Someone is shouting my name at the market. I turn around and see a laughing woman. “Yes! Yes, my name is Akua. How did you know?” I respond. She just smiles and tells me that her name is Akua too. You see, here it’s not important on which date
So a intense but wonderful week has passed in Ghana. We arrived to Cape Coast just in time for the Fetu Afahye Festival, which means we’ve experienced way more of the Ghanian culture than I thought we would have by now. There’s around 30 of us studying Global Environmental Management. 30 individuals from different parts
Just when you get complacent with everything you have learnt, life makes you realise you haven’t really begun. This is what Pondicherry has been to me in the past two weeks. Peace and Conflict in Pondy is something I had been eyeing for the past five years. I yearned, and I schemed. I must add
“Do you see the moon standing over there? There is only half of it to see, And yet it is round, and fair! So it is with several things That we mock confidently, Because our eyes see them not.” That is the English translation (source: http://german.about.com/od/literature/a/Der-Mond-Ist-Aufgegangen.htm) of my favourite stanza from the German song
