Thursday, January 28, 2016
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
Friday, January 15, 2016
Jan. 8
Our last day in Ghana - We started our last day of the trip off
with going to the Ghana Independence Memorial and Museum dedicated to Kwame
Nkrumah who helped Ghana gain their independence on March 6, 1957. We then went
back to the coffin makers where Stephen gifted us all with woodcarvings
silhouetting Africa, which we all made him sign for us. The rest of the day was
spent packing and getting ready back at the hostel for the long travels
awaiting us. Our flight out of Accra was at ten so we started making our way to
the airport around seven where we had a few friends there to say our goodbyes
to, including our bus drivers. The airport was a bit confusing, but we all made
it to our gate with time to spare. While sitting and waiting, Chris and Tammi
handed back to us our applications for the trip from the beginning of the
semester. It was a great time to read and reflect how much we’ve learned in the
past five months and the memories we’ll have to share down the road (that
hopefully won’t have as many speed bumps).
Nicole and Cori
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Jan. 7
We all woke up from our first night staying at the pink hostel. All nine girls were in one room while four boys were in the other. I think it is safe to say no one slept very well that night due to our AC being stuck at one temperature, which left us all shivering the whole night.
-Brianna
and Korey
Jan. 6
Some of us got up at the early hour of 6 to have one last
swim before we packed into the bus at 11 to leave for Accra. After the 3-4 hour
drive we headed to the Omanye House, a contemporary art gallery full of
beautiful art by Ghanaian artists. The art was beautiful, unfortunately we were
unable to take pictures. After the art gallery we headed to Pink Hostel where
we were split up by gender all ten girls were placed in a room with 5 bunk beds
that are all about a foot apart and one bathroom to share. The boys all
received their own bunk bed to themselves with an entire room to walk about as
well as their own bathroom. We crammed into out crowded room of bunk beds to go
to sleep only to awake in the night freezing.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Jan. 5
Today
we got a tour of Cape Coast Castle. The Castle is actually a slave castle on
the coast of Ghana that has been there for around 500 years. Many European
countries operated the slave castle during those years, including Portugal and
England. The castle was a midway point for slaves to be held before getting on
the boats for the Americas. The castle’s “balcony” area looked out over the
ocean, it was beautiful. You could see fishing boats coming in and going out,
it was really a site to behold. The tour of the castle was very emotional; most
of us stayed very silent and respected the historical significance of the slave
castle on society. The tour ended with everyone going out the “Door of no
return,” to the ocean, but on the other side the fishing village was full of
life. People were patching netting, getting ready to push out, bringing in the
days catch, and on the top of the door it said, “Door of return.”
-Caroline
Freese
Jan. 4
Today started early, but we were excited to head to Scott's
because our clothes we got measured for were waiting for us! Everything turned
out wonderful and we are all very pleased with our new clothes. After we all said our goodbyes we headed out
to do a canopy walk. We walked along rope bridges 140 feet in the air! Most
people really enjoyed it. Emily, Korey and Sarah raced to the end. A lot of us
found out we are a little out of shape, others afraid of heights. After this we
had another ride to Coconut Grove Resort. By far most of our favorite resort on
the trip! It was right on the ocean and had a pool and restaurant. Very
relaxing and fun. For Nathan being his first time he acted like a child (as did
most of us). Even Emily, who is terrified of the ocean enjoyed body surfing in
the waves. It was a nice night of relaxing and enjoying ourselves.
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
Jan. 3
Today I was given
the opportunity to join Scott's wife Promise, their daughter
Stephanie, and a neighbor to go to church. The Church of Pentecost
was where we went (my first time going to a Pentecostal church and an
African style service). It was quite the experience with everyone
dressed in their Sunday best (with me in travel clothes), singing at
the top of their lungs, dancing up to the front giving offerings,
praying out loud all at once, and all the stares for being the only
white person in the church. Overall it was a fun experience to be a
part of and witness.
-Nicole
While Nicole was
experiencing the African church experience, the rest of us remained
at Scott's place to continue working on developing products for Our
Talking Hands. It was also our last day to relish the wonderful
cooking of Theresa, who we all will miss dearly; her curry chicken
was truly amazing. We begged her on bended knees to accompany us
along the rest of the trip, but sadly, she was otherwise occupied, so
we bade her farewell.
After a brainstorm
session in which we discussed ways to improve the products Our
Talking Hands was already marketing, we all went next door to a
little bar to celebrate our time together. Scott thanked us for our
efforts as we all enjoyed our drinks, and shared with us tales of his
time with Peace Corps. It was a good end to the day, filled with cold
drinks, laughter, and good company. Tomorrow we face another long
drive back to Accra, with the prospect of finally reaching the ocean
to greet us at the end- something we've all been looking forward to!
-Aaron N.
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Jan. 2
This day started off
three times for Nikolai. He trusted his watch. A watch that has been
know to jump ahead an hour or so on occasion. This time it jumped two
hours, something he did not realize till venturing from the room
twice, the first realizing it was the wrong time before getting to
the lobby, the second getting out of the building and to the dinning
room before realizing it. Suffice to say, he feels bad as he
accidentally awoke Nathan the second time when he left the room.
Breakfast was
amazing as all food cooked by the amazing Auntie Theresa, we wish to
bring back with us as we cannot imagine food without her anymore.
Surprise after surprise of wondrous foods. We piled into our second
home, the bus, to pick up Scott, Promise, Edward, and, of course,
Stephanie. First stop was a little place next to Linda Dor to return
the pig cooler and settle up on the books, receipts must be had! Then
Osino where we waited on the side of the road out side the bank for
Felix, who most did not realize had found us before we were following
a bamboo bike riding man with a kente messenger bag, and questions
were asked. Chris was a little amazed that the meeting up was so
smooth, let alone happened, as the number he had for Felix was
obtained six years ago and the only conversation setting it up had
been a bit garbled.
Felix brought us to
a shipping crate on the side of the road, which is how a good number
of store fronts are set up, this one just happened to be right in
front of the speed bumps in town. He walked us through the process of
creating a bamboo bike. We saw their jigs for the bike making and
also the blueprint for setting the jigs made form a vinyl printed
mat. Also he used bauxite dust in with his epoxy resin for coloring
which rocked. Prices were discussed, the going price for a bamboo
bike here is a quarter of the price (or less) of what it is in the
states.
Bauxite was the next
stop, Abompe, a village a small drive away. Where we saw, we swear
the same woman that we saw in pictures Chris took when he last
visited some seven year prior, demo-ing the way to cut and drill
bauxite chunks to create the beads. We figured out ways to improve
our version at home that we tried out in our pre-req class. Smaller
knife, better hold. Then Edward made a bit of a boast saying it would
be easy and he knew exactly how to do it. After watching Chris, and
both of us have a go and struggle in our own ways, he had the hardest
time of it. Something we made a little fun of him for. Then a short
walk to another store where a man allowed us to watch the carving
process and the rounding. Before coming to Ghana, neither of us had
heard or seen a carved bauxite, bead or otherwise. Pictures of our
score and the process have been included.
Back to Scott's,
some were given the option to go to the hotel for an hour to rest,
neither of us did this, we jumped right back into our respectful
projects. Autumn went to working with Aaron and Edward on passport
holders, an item most of us bought back in the states. Inspired by
her own passport bag, and the kente and batik fabrics, and possibly a
little bit of the sachet wallets from the previous day, created a
paper mock-up that put the interpreter, Nikolai, to the test with its
complexity. Edward seemed excited to get to work after a few in-depth
questions, and had started before we left for the night. Kudos to
Edward for juggling allllll the projects he did; the passport bags,
kente accent shirts, and his own work.
-Autumn and Nikolai
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