Goodbye Ghana Hello Amsterdam

I have been in Ghana for almost two months now and tommorow night at 10pm my time in this country will come to an end. After coming here I am in agreeance even more with an old friend of mine who once told me that people only travel because they are searching for something they dont have. . So have I found whatever it was I was looking for coming here? I think I have, and exactly as I expected being here was nothing like I expected and the lessons I learnt were equally as suprising. Ghana has reminded me once again that no matter what you think you WANT, you always end up getting what you NEED.





When I think about what I will miss I dont even know that I will exactly miss anything. I probably will be relieved to get back home where I dont have to constantly be wary of alterior 'white woman' motive, to be just another person again will definitley be a breath of fresh air. But all those surreal moments will be things I remember forever. Ill remember the smell of african sweat. Fanyogo, plaintains, The predictable ghananian family - the possessive and loud mother, the quiet elder, the cheeky boy the impressionably young girl. I might even miss having a marriage proposal a day and little children chase me screaming obrunni. I saw elephants, I rode on the top of a cargo truck, I went to a topless shrine. All of it was great fun. But what did I learn? In a way I flew through a lot of things here in Ghana. I admit I think I may have righteously thought I would be able to come here and inspire and influence and change people in the space of a few days or weeks, when really by simply observing and listening to others who are on their way I was the one being inspired and influenced myself. I feel I has travelled through this country every bit the pupil and very rarely the teacher. I have learnt so many little lessons and gotten so many new ideas and perspectives that i dont even think a blog couldnt do it justice. so i will stop here and say medassi ghana love you long time. x