One of the hardest obstacles I’ve faced during my internship with SSNIT is the lack of understanding when it comes to recycling. I know that Ghana has serious waste disposal issues, but it amazes me that despite a ‘clean initiative’ newspaper article here and there or a tagged wall claiming “#KeepGhanaClean” there is still a Read More …
This is it. Six weeks spent in Ghana have come and gone. I return home on Sunday, tired, filthy (haven’t had the best time with laundry and cleaning habits), excited, and even a bit sad. I’ve fallen in love with this country in my short time here. It’s a vastly underrated African territory and has so Read More …
Way back when I first applied for the Media in Ghana program, I had some preliminary thoughts about what Ghana would be like. One of the first thoughts I had was what public transportation would be like in Accra. The public transportation is expert level here compared to many parts of my home state, California. Read More …
How an area handles weather conditions is always an interesting topic. While the bare subject of just weather is possibly one of the weakest points of small talk in human history, the way it affects a city’s infrastructure is worth talking about. Accra is a developing area, but one aspect that seems grossly underdeveloped in Read More …
Well, finally time to discuss my reason (partially) for coming to Ghana – INTERNSHIPS! Internships started Monday the 30th of June, so this post will discuss all that and more about my first week at LOWE (Tuesday was a Ghanaian Holiday, which is why Day 12 will have its own separate post). The group awoke early Monday Read More …
Time spent away from home has a way of stretching itself. It’s a consistent theme here in Ghana no matter what it applies to. The mere three and a half weeks I’ve spent here have felt more like months. This most likely has to do with the my ability to quickly adapt to the country’s Read More …
This past Sunday Joy FM was broadcasting a special Sunday edition: an hour-long show at 6 p.m. recapping stories accumulated from the past week. Part of the show contained an interview featuring yours truly in which I was asked about my experience at the Ghana Football Association press conference last Wednesday. I had full intentions Read More …
The human heart is not built to endure all situations in life. No human can ever say they’ve encountered every new challenge without some level of doubt, nausea or fear. Those who say they have are lying. In 24 hours I experienced several degrees of fear starting from Sunday morning through Monday morning. On Sunday Read More …
At some point during our travels we as a group started to realize how diverse the people of Ghana are. The hospitality in particular has been overwhelming to points where I’ve felt unworthy of the affection I’ve received from complete strangers. The children have been some of the most endearing individuals on this trip. It doesn’t Read More …
The attitude I bore coming into Ghana went something along the lines of, “Prepare for the worst. Hope for the best.” I wanted to anticipate anything that could go awry during the trip. I followed the advice I had received before arrival as closely as I could to avoid a meltdown or intense culture shock. For Read More …
One practice that remains relevant in Ghana is the art of bartering for the goods you want. While some outlets have fixed prices, there are an abundance of markets throughout the country that welcome debates on what the prices should be for certain items and services. For example, you can contest the fare for a taxi Read More …
As the scorching humidity collided with my exhausted presence, it was evident that I was in an unfamiliar climate the second I stepped off the plane. I didn’t collect as much sleep as I had hoped for during the two flights I took to Ghana so the fatigue and heat was a tad overwhelming initially. Read More …
From the second we walked in we knew we were out of place. The harmonizing choir group, the amount of obibinis wearing traditional Kente cloth and beautifully wrapped headbands, and the massive cross that hung center stage—not to mention we were sitting in the children’s seating area. A woman asked for us to sit with Read More …
Snap shot from bus window in Medina. Ghana is home of the warmest and friendliest people in the world. Ghanaians are never too busy for a brief conversation or a friendly handshake. People smile. People wave at me. People yell, “Obroni (which means foreigner or white person in Twi),” when they see me. I yell, Read More …