Thursday

I brought my laptop to the internet café but I still couldn’t get pictures posted. I’ve emailed them to a couple of people back home who hopefully can get them posted. Other than that, today was fairly productive, although the internet was sooooooooo sloooooooooow. Painfully slow. Applying to business school from here is going to be hell.

What else? Since today was my four-week anniversary of being in Ghana (I can’t believe it’s already been that long), Joe went out and bought me a beer. And the guy who lives in the house behind us, Ernest, composed a ring-tone to a Nelly song for my cellphone. He also put on a ring-tone of the Kumasi soccer team’s song.

Joe and I watched a VCD of the movie Thicker Than Water. It wasn’t the best ambassador for our culture. It was a gangster rap movie full of guns and drugs but without any of the intelligence of Boyz in the Hood. While that would be relatively harmless back home, people over here see it and think that this is what (North) America is really like. It’s depressing that our culture is represented as being like that.

I don’t have much else to tell you about. I bought some toilet paper. Oh yeah, I watched the mouse get stuck in the trap we set. It crawled onto it and naturally got stuck. If we (and by we, I mean Joe) didn’t finish it off with a stick, it would have starved to death stuck to this thing. Coupled with my story about the toad from a few weeks back, PETA really needs to get its act together in Ghana. One last thing. I’ve added a new thing to an old axiom. Nothing is certain in life except death, taxes, and hearing the word obruni at least one hundred times a day here.