Well, writing this took a little longer than expected, or rather publishing this took longer than expected. Let me just get right back to where I left off last time…
Experiencing new things is definitely something I came to do here, but never in my wildest dreams did I expect a national symphony orchestra concert to be one of these ‘new experiences’, honestly. We went to see their 60 years birthday concert a couple of weeks back, and when the first part of the concert was , you know, classic classical music (with a choir singing by the way, it was wonderful) and they played the type of music I was expecting to hear, and they did a wonderful job! Then after a brief intermission, which some people thought was a good place to go get a sandwich or a kebab and then resume eating it in the concert hall. Really Ghana? How is this not considered rude?? The orchestra came back with more African print clothes, the choir had African print clothes, and then the fun began.
The music we heard was an amazing mixture of African beats and classical music; the strings and the drums mixed together wonderfully. And then the choir started dancing! Amazing! I was just staring, in awe. And then the people started dancing, they got up from their chairs and just danced and sang along! I’m not a good enough writer to give half the expressions or the feelings from the concert hall, I was just dumbfounded. Imagine people standing up and singing along while dancing back home? People sit rigidly when it comes to orchestra concerts. And here we were, sitting, while being surrounded by people who just enjoyed the music, who let the beat into their hearts and were just happy. It was amazing! If you ever want to see videos of this then let me know, I have a lot, but WordPress doesn’t let me upload video files.
Besides going to my classes, and pretending to learn Twi (swear I’ll one day speak this language maybe.. a little bit) I haven’t really done anything amazing. Assignments have accumulated so at one point I was actually stressed out. Me. Stressed. In Africa. What a weirdo. So to fix that I did what I do best and packed my stuff and took a bus to Cape Coast. I needed a weekend getaway. And to be honest with you then I’ve actually gone to Cape Coast twice in the last month, just because I can.
I stayed at the Bamboo Village again, where Kobi made amazing dinners and breakfasts, where stress doesn’t exist and where you can do exactly what you want to do. So me sleeping the whole day is fine, as is waking up 5am to see the sunrise. Cape really calmed me down, I finished a couple of books and got to just not think about university and assignments for a while.
So what is it that I do at Cape Coast? Usually hang out at the Bamboo Village, maybe go grab lunch at some other place. Talk to people, sit and read, watch movies (okay usually not but last time I had to catch up with the Marvel Universe in preparations of Endgame), and also wait for right people to walk by so I could buy stuff. Here is a list of my favourite snacks:
polo – coconut cookies that this one lady sells, she knows already that I always buy a lot
peeled oranges – because what is a better drink at the beach?
yam balls and soy kebabs – that’s just it. They are amazing and great and I love them.
Also yes, imagine how easy it is – you just chill out by the beach, watch the ocean, and people just walk by carrying their goods on their heads and you can just buy it. Who needs supermarkets anyway? People are really on to something here, on to the best, most stress free, simple life. Europeans have really complicated their own lives too much.
I have also experienced more of the local culture and got my hair braided at one point. And then got them braided again the week after. Firstly because I like when my hair is braided, though here they really pull your hair and your head hurts for a day (I don’t even want to know how it feels to have whole head full of braids, sisters are brave here!) Also, having braids makes life so much easier, so I’m sure I’ll get them back soon.
University has also calmed down by now. This week is actually the last week of lectures, next week is what’s known as revision week, and then BAM exams start. I’m not yet sure when my exams are taking place, and where, and I’m even less sure where I’m going to find that out, but if I’ve learned anything it’s that it all will work out in the end and I’ll get the information. Last resort I can always text my class WhatsApp groups and ask them nicely.
Oh, almost forgot to mention that I also ended up in a music video. Which brings me to this: check out this dope music video Ujean Allday – Forget Dem
Culturally Ghana is very different from home, either of the homes I have. Which means that now that I’ve been here for three months I can actually understand these differences a little better, and thaaat means I will be writing about these more in the future. Religion, hustling, traffic (also how Uber and Bolt work and don’t work), money issues, as well as fashion and the importance of style. Sounds good? Let me know!