Chris, the car salesman, advised us to go through Afuri and Koforidua instead of the main bus route in order to miss a long section of bad road. It was a bit longer and he lead us out through Legon to where the route was straight forward. A typical nice and helpful Ghanaian. Little did he know that the route past Koforidua was all torn up just like the main road.
We arrived at our new digs to be warmly greeted by Pastor Turkson. Widowed two years ago he lives here with his two daughters, Lois, eleven and Eunice, seven.
Here (I hope) is a photo of my makeshift desk. The small drawers in the dresser have no pulls and they stick a bit so are unusable as drawers, but inverted make a place for the little Macbook. The bag on the side of the chair is the dirty laundry hamper. Just like home! lol
Time to forage for food so I will sign off now.
Trouble connecting at the internet. (what else?) Will try to upload the pic. next time.
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