Good morning Ghana
As my first days in Kongo are passing by, it surprises me how easily the adaptation comes. Maybe the surrounding nature of Upper East Ghana is helping. Trees from all kinds, dogs, cats, chicks and goats running around as soon as I step outside the house. At night, chicks go sleeping and leave the space to insects and their melodious songs. It reminds me of summer vacation when I was a child, hearing cicadas starting to sing as soon as the sun sets. When, every evening I go to see the football teams practicing, I like to lose myself a bit among the shops that lead to the local soccer field. Men fixing their motocycle, national transportation for everyone in the rural areas of Ghana or women selling vegetables and fruits along the main way of Kongo and children running around in that beautiful chaos. From time to time, the ongoing hubbub is cut off by the horns of huge trucks crossing the whole country to deliver commodities. It’s in this landscape that I’ll be evolving i...