The home stretch
It’s been a while. I really don’t have much desire to write on this thing anymore, probably because I’m near the end of it and feel tired with it.
But I’ll try my best to put up a few more posts, at least before my parents get here on Saturday. After that, I don’t think I’ll post until I get home on June 15. So I might as well tell you what we’ll be doing. First, we’re going to a place called Busua for three days. It’s on the coast and is supposedly beautiful: white sand beaches and all that. Then we’ll spend a few days in Kumasi, looking at our projects and the various sights here. From there, it’s on to Mole National Park for two nights. It’s a hell of a trek to get up there but when else are my parents going to be able to do a safari? And then one last night in Kumasi (the night of Ghana’s opening match in the World Cup), one night in Accra and then homeward bound.
Work is going well and I think RUCNET is about to make a good leap forward. We’re taking on a consultant and plan on expanding the health care project. The model is one that can be used anywhere in the country and it involves the community in a meaningful way, giving them a stake in their own health care. Things take so long to happen here, but we are definitely moving in the right direction.
At some point this week we are having a ceremony to distribute school uniforms and supplies to needy children and apparently, I’m supposed to make a speech. I’ll let you know how that goes.
And finally, I couldn’t let an important event go un-remarked upon. On Friday I went to the immigration office for the last time ever. It was anti-climactic, although I guess it would have been pretty tough to top the BS of the last trip. I felt like asking the jerk officer if he was happy that he’d never have to see me again, but I decided not to push my luck.
‘Til next time.
But I’ll try my best to put up a few more posts, at least before my parents get here on Saturday. After that, I don’t think I’ll post until I get home on June 15. So I might as well tell you what we’ll be doing. First, we’re going to a place called Busua for three days. It’s on the coast and is supposedly beautiful: white sand beaches and all that. Then we’ll spend a few days in Kumasi, looking at our projects and the various sights here. From there, it’s on to Mole National Park for two nights. It’s a hell of a trek to get up there but when else are my parents going to be able to do a safari? And then one last night in Kumasi (the night of Ghana’s opening match in the World Cup), one night in Accra and then homeward bound.
Work is going well and I think RUCNET is about to make a good leap forward. We’re taking on a consultant and plan on expanding the health care project. The model is one that can be used anywhere in the country and it involves the community in a meaningful way, giving them a stake in their own health care. Things take so long to happen here, but we are definitely moving in the right direction.
At some point this week we are having a ceremony to distribute school uniforms and supplies to needy children and apparently, I’m supposed to make a speech. I’ll let you know how that goes.
And finally, I couldn’t let an important event go un-remarked upon. On Friday I went to the immigration office for the last time ever. It was anti-climactic, although I guess it would have been pretty tough to top the BS of the last trip. I felt like asking the jerk officer if he was happy that he’d never have to see me again, but I decided not to push my luck.
‘Til next time.
posted by Tony at 1:34 p.m.
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