Thank heaven for Joe's moto. We had some "bizness" to attend to in Osu (don't ask why I just put outdated slang in quotations) and ended up getting done in three hours what would normally take me two days by tro-tro. First we assisted our friend Judah set up a bank account for his new bar, then went to the pan-Africanist bookstore that is perpetually waiting for the next shipment of books. If that place was a play, it would be called "Waiting for Nkrumah". On the way, we stopped at one of the famed workshops that makes custom-designed coffins. Options include a giant fish, beer bottle and cocoa pod.
We went all the way across town to Circle (good riddance) to the post office to check on my still-incoming birthday parcels (they weren't there) and pick up some bad Nigerian Films (someone will be receiving "Baby Police 2" as a gift when I return). We stopped at Assase Pa one last time for veggie food, at the Ghanaian designer clothes store MKO.GH and one last coffee at Max Mart.
Lisa and I had one last sunset run on campus. The coffee didn't help.
In the evening, Meghan, Lisa, Laura from Guelph and Alix (pronounced "Aleeks") ate a final dinner at Minnie's. It was delicious, but poor Jacob had malaria.
Finally, we had drinks at Jazztone, an American bar that plays great tunes and has a live band on Thursdays. Oh expats, how I'll miss thee...
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