Good Bye Africa

That morning I woke Rachel up at the crack of dawn to go to the Mosque. Apparently we woke up too late. By the time we got there it was empty but a young man offered to teach us how to pray any ways. We washed our has five times, right then left. Feet: right then left. Arms right then left. head face and mouth. Went inside knelt and did out prayers.

We left Kofridua and headed to a craft market in Accra. Im so glad I bought all my stuff in Cape Coast. It was just like i though. Everything was over priced. Have the crafts I have seen in my neighborhood back home so I just ended up waking around and playing with a monkey I found tried up to a tree.

...I REALLY didnt want to go home. My dads friend Ray and his fience took us out the dinner to this fancy restaurant...way to much for my taste but ok...I had my last Red Red...and that was it

The next morning we got to the airport and had a 12 hour layover. I couldn't wait to be home to get away from these ignorant kids but i Really didnt want to leave. In the gift shop I over hear one of them say "O my ghawd I cant wait to go home..this whole country is SO ghetto"

some people, even when immersed in culture, are still so ignorant to difference.

I really miss Africa...