Oct 252015
 

West Hill MallSome of you may know, that I decided not to try to renew my visa, and since they only issue 60 day visas, I will becoming back to NY on Sept 29.  So this is my last weekend here in Ghana, and probably my last post. While a lot of things didn’t work out the way I planned, today I went with Maeba (the school teacher I work with) and 4 of the older girls, for a trip to the Mall.  One of the girls had been there with her school, but for the other 4 it was their first time there.

They showed up with a taxi, which was good for me as I sat in front, but not so good as the five of them had to sit in a backseat that comfortably sits 3. It was an interesting ride, as the driver made a number of stops on the way. Once to drive through a gas station to say hello to the person working there, once to buy a frozen yogurt and a pastry. Then we were stopped at the light where we make a left turn.  He got out of the car, to buy a cloth, which he uses to clean the inside of the car of dust. He got back in, but then didn’t like that cloth, so he got out again to argue with the man selling it, who exchanged it for a different one.  Then there was another taxi broke down next to us, so he got out again to talk to the driver. However, he was back in the car by the time the light changed and we were finally on our way. Although we stopped again for something else for him to eat, and for the girls to buy water and a cloth from the numerous people that sell goods on the street and walk up to the cars.

The Mall is new and nice, not much different than the Kingston Mall, but a little smaller. It was air conditioned which they noticed right away. We walked around the Mall and went into one of the anchor stores which was like a Target. They wanted to take lots of pictures in the store, of items and of themselves in the store (see picture). I had to buy a lock for our water tank, but that was all we bought there. We walked around the Mall some more and took the escalator to the next floor. (they call the ground floor 0, and our second floor “1”) There we found a bakery and ice cream shop. Five of us had an ice cream, and one wanted a meat pie. The ice cream was a small dish, and cost 7 cedis (about $2), which is pretty expensive there, but probably like our Malls. They wanted to take the “lift” (elevator) down, as I don’t think they had ever been in an elevation. And this was quite exciting. One of the girls was afraid, and said she wouldn’t go on it again. It was only one floor, and it wasn’t a glass elevator. So for me the taxi ride was the excitement, for them it was the elevator ride!

We did shopping at ShopRite, some cookies and juice boxes for the kids at the orphanage, and they could pick out cookies or a drink for themselves. I think they all had fun looking around.

I wanted to take them to lunch, but they wanted rice, and didn’t really see any place that sold rice. They didn’t want to take the taxi, so we walked and got a totro to Kosoa, which is a larger town, and could get lunch there. We walked for a while but finally went up a flight of stairs to a restaurant. Maeba got banku, but the rest of us got rice and chicken, it was very good.  And including purified water, it cost 37 cedi, about $11 for the 6 of us. We also went to buy some paper for school, and then got a totro home.

They were all tired, but laughing about the day walking back to the orphanage. So while I have no idea what they were talking about, I think it was a fun day for all of us!

   

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