lottery guys

The man in the container is named Daniel and is one of my favorite folks here. He sells lottery tickets and everyday on my way past, he yells, "Welcome to Ghana!" He is a great guy who is always looking out for me...for instance, just yesterday a trotro driver took me by the arm and said that he would not let me go until I kissed him (UGH!) or agreed to marry him (UGH!) (By the way, I am in NO way bragging about such events...in actuality, these aggressive men hit on every white girl in the hopes of getting money) Anyways, I think I failed to mention that he was missing several teeth and seemed to have some mouth fungal problem...haha Sorry, that is rude..the lack of dental services in this area is really quite a problem) ANYWAYS, events like this aren't scary but rather kind of annoying and in the end, I can only laugh them off. Daniel came to my rescue to free me (ha:) and made sure I got on another trotro okay. Of course, after Daniel left and we were waiting for the trotro to fill up to leave, the trotro driver came up to the filled trotro and loudly announced his "love" for me...much to everyone's amusement on my trotro. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and laugh along:)