A Giant Snail

I don’t really have the energy to write much tonight. I finally broke through my frustration and finished the proposal I was working on. Ghanaian culture is much more laid-back than North American culture and business is no exception. Therefore, things constantly change as new information pops up that I wasn’t aware of before. Right now, I have two separate proposals. One is more general and has a much larger goal, while the other focuses solely on one collection of villages. I think it will take about $25,000 to put in place the system we have in mind. I have decided that this is where I want to focus my fundraising efforts, because it will give me something tangible to shoot for. After writing proposals and dealing in the hypothetical for so long, it will be nice to have achieved something concrete. But I do realize that things fail because they aren’t properly planned so all this work is completely necessary.

For dinner, I had a giant snail in soup. The flavour wasn’t exceptional—not bad, not good. The thing was huge though. Every day when I walk through the market (what am I talking about: Kumasi is one giant open-air market), I see these snails for sale. They are bigger than baseballs. I wish it wasn’t rude to take a picture of your food. That’s all. Enjoy the weekend.