Twins

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So, if you see me in the next couple of weeks (and chances are that you will because we're coming home for Christmas....) and I look a bit rabid, throw a piece of fillet steak at me before approahing. It is the one thing that I have missed.

Even without meat I've managed to set a new precedent by being the only person in the world to come to Africa and get fat. Poverty makes me hungry apparently. One of the dining room attendants (who, being a female should know better) saw my little Star belly poking out a few nights ago and made the assumption that I was 'expecting'. "Oh yes", I jokingly replied, "twins". The next night she had two maternity dresses for me. Dear oh dear. I can't decide whether to miscarry or just tell her I'm fat.

Have posted some photos from around the traps; Kumasi, Takoradi and many of the Tarkwa main street. As for the blog entries, which are coming, you'll just have to remember how fussy I am with words.

See you all very soon. Bring steak.

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Photos

Lucky Kid
A life long ambition fulfilled at six years old.

The Reality
of life without street signs or numbers is made apparent by this sign.

Shopping Ghana Style
Where the goods walk past.

Shopping Ghana Style
and then away again....

Smiling Joe
This is a man who enjoys his work. Keeping an eye on things at Gifty's Spot.

African Woman
That is what the locals said when they saw my hair...I was thinking more along the lines of African Mullet (which doesn't mean I didn't like it!)

Girls and Big Momma
Helping to make me into an African Woman

Waiting
There's alot of atmosphere at the tro stations and this picture gets a slice. Hot and bothered passengers waiting for the damn thing to fill up and a procession of hawkers wandering past the windows looking for impulse buyers. This fellow has ice-creams.

The Best Seat
and the goats got it, look at em up there with the wind in their hair. Lucky buggers.

Look Ma, No Hands!
One day, they might just make the connection between the snapped off bit and the over-over-loaded trailer.

Toilets of the World
Note the poo smeared bits of newspaper in the corner at Kumasi's finest public toilet. I'm afraid that on the big trip K and I will discover that this is the 'nice' kind of crapper.

Cross Walk?
The taxi driver says 'what, where?' and the pedestrians clearly agree.

Tarkwa Main Street
More wall shopping than window.

Staff of the Sag Bar
Sagging....the name is actually some mining reference but would apply well to these guys.

Storm's Internet Cafe
Well, the mossies like it.

The Boyo
being a dag!

Big Wheel
keeps on turning, bringing the obruni's back again.

Comments

[Occasionally Bob]

Stormingly Entertaining
I'd like to personally thank you for making my insanely dull day at work all the more entertaining. Without internet access and your blogs, I'd have struggled to convince my boss that I was genuinely interested in what was on my screen and would probably just have spent my day reshaping paperclips and making post-it note flick books. Enjoy your meat break. Robbie.

[Stormy]

Thanks!
Always nice to hear that someone reads my ramblings....

[Steph]

awesome!
Hi Stormy!! It's great to read some new blogs again! You'r photos are fantastic!! It looks like you're having a great time. You coming back to Oz in another few months again or no? Talk soon,