I'm done. I've been volunteering at Kwahu Tafo, in the eastern region of Ghana, for four weeks, and now I am finished. It was challenging. That's euphemistic. It was hard. And not the work itself: that was negligible. It was hard because it was, for me, the intersection of tedium and culture shock, plus plenty of tension from putting a group of strong-minded young westerners in a pressure cooker. Which isn't to say I regret it. But I'm travelling now, and glad of it, though today I suspect I might have giardia or something similar, which is sucky. In the mornings I taught (in theory) English (in theory) at the Presbyterian Junior Secondary School. In the afternoons I led sessions on drama at the cultural center (read: the Catholic kindergarten). Both of these were fairly superficial
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