great but a bit much

Hi there,

as I might have told some of you I'm writing this site in English so all my friends and family can read it. Just excuse me for the many mistakes, I just hate English spelling and I am in a bit of a hurry because I want to say a damn lot. Actually a bit to much for just one day in Ghana. Don't worry I haven't had any difficulties, but going from the Netherlands to Ghana in 1 day is a bit to quick. next time I’ll go by bus... Okay, so Thursday evening I arrived in Accra. In the plain I had sit next to some rasta Ghanaian (respect man) guy who had lived in England for a long time and was now moving back. That was the first and only rasta man I have seen in Ghana... At the airport I had to stand in line for over an hour before I got to immigration. After half an hour the people that stood behind me suddenly all swarmed away to a line that had just opened, which made me the last one to pass immigration. After that I got my bag and walked out of the airport, no problem what so ever with immigration ore customs which was a nice relief. At the exit a Ghanaian man from TPA was waiting for me. I followed him and met a group of 4 girls. We all didn't realise completely where we were. It's just to fast, on moment you're in a cool and luxurious airplane, next thing you know you're in the middle of Accra. Well we took two taxi's to Tom and his wife ( I believe she was called Julliene, but I have met a bit to many people to remember names...ok I admit under normal circumstances I wouldn’t have remembered here name either). I got my own room over there (because I was the only boy) and the girls all went in their room. We then set together for a while in the girls room and talked. I believe the others were even more estranged (I think I just invented that word) then I was. I just took everything for granted, wasn't surprised ore shocked, I just felt kind of numb. It was like a defence for feeling to much. Well we then went to bed but then Tom got home and he had to make some pictures for our TPA card. They probably do that the first night when everybody is shocked so the photo’s look even worse then normal. Well after a good nights rest in my own sweat I got up at 5.30 to find my cab arriving 15 minutes later. With just a small breakfast and without washing away the sweat of of my body I went to the Akwapim hills. The road actually is quite good, almost al asphalt (no idea what that is in English) accept of course in front of my new home, so the trees are nice red over there (because of the dust). Well after an hour I got out and met the regional director Emanuel (I’m quite proud that I have remembered some names). He walked with me to the other side of the street were we dumped my bags at Alex (my host it's place). I just shook hands with Alex , and then I was of again. Emanuel got me from one taxi into the next one and we went to see the other volunteers in the region so I could say hi. I don’t think I will get to know them very well. Almost all of them left this morning to go to Kumasi to see the match between Ghana and Uganda and after that they will spend their last days in Ghana travelling. Well further Emanuel took me to some neighbouring villages to see the internet cafe (this one), hospital, change money etc... I just saw all, but wasn't really struck by anything, it was just to much I guess. I think I’ve even forgotten a lot of what he showed me. Well then we had chicken with rice on a terrace with beautiful few. After that we went to the school (young souls academy) were a soccer match was played between teachers and students because summer school almost ended. I watched and talked to a few kids and before I knew it I was surrounded by them and they were all being calm or shouting and they always did both together so you couldn't understand a word of what they were shouting. I still have to get used to English (just look at my writing) and especially the Ghanaian accent. Then if you think you can talk relaxed to a volunteer they start responding in bloody Irish so you have to concentrate again. Well after that I went to my house with Patrick, the son of Alex who is with me now as well, really nice bloke (and I’m not just saying that because he's only 3 meters away). Well the house I sleep in is really luxurious. the house were volunteers used to stay is undergoing some renovations and I am now sleeping in a house just for me. Maybe later a part of ore the entire family will move to the house I’m staying in but at least for the moment I’m the only (and first since it has been renovated) to live in this house. If your still reading this you must really be interested, my English is a wreck, I’m writing to fast to make a good story and jokes are avoiding my brain which is to busy thinking what I did the last day... Ok I’ll keep it short now. We ate with patrick, Alex his other son which name I’ve forgotten and Stephen ore something (the other volunteer who I might see for nothing less then 3 days). After that we went to see the sisters of Alex’s wife (I don't know were Alex his wife is, they might have told me but I haven't seen her yet...) Well and then patrick and I went to a bar in a hotel and watched soccer with two other volunteers and drunk a beer (btw a pint is quite a lot, how can those English drink several of them??) After that we went home and I fell asleep real fast. Patrick was so nice to come with me and sleep in the next room because he found you couldn't leave a volunteer in a house alone on his first night (I told you he was nice). Well this morning I got up at 7.30 (it’s the Ghanaian way of living...if you are very lazy) and since then I haven't done anything accept sitting on the veranda or in the garden with Alex and sometimes one of his sons. It was great to relax and let the impressions just sink in gradually but at 13.30 I really had to do something (I just can't sit and do nothing for too long) so I went to the internet cafe and started writing this with some nice Ghanaian music on the background.... Well I guess that is all, here's a summary for you lazy readers: everything went very good although it was a bit much for one day, all the people I’ve met are kind and I really got to pee now.....