I’m back in Cape Coast and finally out of Accra. Accra was a fine resting spot, especially good for seeing other PCVs and having the computers at warp speed, however, I was tired of living out of my suitcases and eating out all the time. There, the “out” food if just not that great, or if it is great, it nearly destroys a PCVs monthly budget. Not that Cape Coast is much different, but at least here in the guesthouse (yup, the same one as before), I have room to spread out my suitcases, not to mention the use of a kitchen and my own bathroom. The only downside here is the lack of water, it only flows a couple of hours per day--so laundry and flushing follow the flows.

My toilet still is not done, so what’s new?, however, I have heard that there is progress. Besides progress, I also heard that I’m to have a housemate of sorts, of course that was not included in the PCs plan, so who knows?? Incidentally, I would offer to install the toilet, etc, however, I don’t want to make a career in plumbing here, just touching the water is scary, nevermind any other substances….soap, soap and more soap, then remember to never, and I mean NEVER put your hands in your mouth!!!!!

My mood is slightly better, but to be honest not great. The house delay is taking a toll. I can’t really settle-in anywhere and I’m frustrated, not to mention the organization’s conundrums--personnel problems, money issues, downsizing, blah-blah-blah…. And it is hot and especially humid day and night with no relief until the rainy season returns in late March, when it cools just a little with the rains. So, I hope to buy a fan by weeks’ end and I hope to live until late March. Did I mention sweating???? It is not a pretty sight and they weren’t kidding about the necessity of natural fibers. I brought a little tank top to sleep in and then realized it had 10% something less than organic—yes, abject misery, or “being stewed in one’s own juices” comes to mind. I can’t believe that I take three or more showers a day….

When I’m not too hot to think, I’m endlessly reading: technical PCs publications; various books on ecotourism and park management; organization development (dry stuff for sure). I try to exercise everyday, either walking or bike riding. The new PCs bike is OK, but it isn’t a Cannondale or a Trek. The upside is that I can get parts for it here in Ghana and riding around town to buy stuff is a lot easier than walking or taking taxis or trotros.

Also, I’m trying to write something descriptive every week—deep description is an anthropological notion, one that always intrigued me. Many of you have asked me about smells, sights, sounds, and the stuff of everyday living, and honestly, I have been too overwhelmed to really observe, much less respond coherently. With all the intensity of training, homestay and then grief, I could barely focus on my next step, much less the complex world around me. Writing feels like a big breath, which helps me to focus, see, listen and observe. Soon, I hope to bring some of those observations here.

Technologically, I’m trying something new this week at the internet café. Will the pin drive work or not, only time will tell. Regardless, I was getting spoiled in the Accra office with fast internet, now I’m back to the slow-slow speed (but not the slow-slow-slow speed of Nkoranza). While not technology exactly, I can also report that my new baroque soprano recorder has been fun—I’m clumsy and forgetful, nevermind the silly little songs….

Ok, mail, etc. I hope to change my mailing address for letters to the NGOs office, but I haven’t gotten that Ok’d yet. Any packages should continue going to the Accra address, at least security there seems good. I’ll probably go to Accra once a month for mail, etc. So don’t be surprised if I’m slower than ever—your letters really mean so much to me. This is not the best expression of gratitude, but know that I’m treasuring those letters and goodies.

Back to Accra for a second, it is a 3 ½ hour trotro ride away at 25,000 cedis (roughly $2.50). Many PCVs “beg” for rides and get faster, friendlier service in private vehicles. I’m not sure what my transportation future might hold, but public transportation here is not much fun.

So, that’s my news, sorry that this isn’t more exciting. Oh, but I forgot, Laura Bush came to visit us in Ghana. Nice champagne pant ensemble and she was far more articulate than her husband (I'll say no more....).

I hope the best for y’all. Healing thoughts to Carter, Jen and Carole Edson’s father.

Miss you, love you…xoxo…d

Ps. Happy b’day to Feb friends: Lynsey (new boobs and all), Paula, Miriam, Jean (60, really—you go girl!!)