Back to Wa

Some Ghanaian students arrived last night by car and we had a conversation with them. Apparently they're from the University of Development Studies in Wa. Basically, their curriculum is almost identical to ours, except they learn in a Ghanaian context and they have a fieldwork requirement. Finally: proof of Africans developing Africa! We were quite pleased to meet them.

Riding back to the town was absolutely exhausting. And my butt was aching like never before. Then we had to wait a while for another pickup to come by. In the meantime, I finished "Everything is Illuminated" by Jonathan Safran Foer, which is both very emotional and freaking hilarious. Please go out and read this book. Mom, Geoff, Dave and Maleaha especially.

Returning to Wa and walking around during the daytime, I must conclude that "Wa", is native for "Dull". Talk about nothing to do. We tried to go to a restaurant under a kilometre from the town centre. We noticed that the Bradt guide was completely useless. Whomever drew up the map was whacked out on apeteshie, because it took us at least half an hour of brisk walking to get there. But they had delicious honey-roasted chicken. So it was worth it.

Random observation: Today I wore my large-print t-shirt from Nosara, Costa Rica. The local word for foreigner in the Upper West is "Nasara". How apropos.