Onwards!

So I made it to the University. Here's how it went down:

PEARSON
Saying goodbye to the parents was tough. Then I waited around for a few hours. KLM prides itself on being "the reliable airline", yet it was 4 hours late. On the upside, I traveled in a 747. I sat next to a Canadian woman of German descent and we discussed the ghettoization of immigrant cultures. Consider Chinese immigrants flocking to Unionville, Turks in Germany or Muslims in the Netherlands. (sidenote: apparently the world's largest mosque is in Rotterdam) Did I mention the flight was all you can drink? A glass of white wine and a blanket over my head put me out for a few hours. I awoke to breakfast and Amsterdam.

SCHIPOL
I had only 3 hours in the airport, but I made the most of it. It is smaller than Pearson, but has a lot more stuff to do. The flight to Accra was quite lovely. We flew over France, Ibiza, the Medditerranean and Algeria, so I got to see the Sahara from 35,000, which is a lovely sight. My neighbour on this flight was a seemingly paranoid New Yorker who works for the United Nations in Liberia. I asked her about what the work was like. She said, "Sometimes it's satisfying, sometimes it's frustrating." I'm sure she has many interesting stories.

KOTOKA
Accra from the plane at night looks like any city, but the airport was an awakening to the realities of the third world. Accra is very different from what I imagined it to be. There are walls everywhere in place of fences, the buildings are very peculiar and the taxi drivers are crazy. My first ride in a Ghanaian taxi was exhilirating.