On Slavery and Broken Promises

On Sunday we visited a slave castle in a nearby town, El Mina slave castle. It is a fascinating structure: the oldest European building below the Sahara, housing the first Christian chapel in Africa outside of Ethiopia. It was initially used as a trading post (Ghana was once known as the Gold Coast), and later…

Life’s pace

I often hear that in places like Ghana, the “pace of life” is slower. But it’s not because people here are lazier, or just walk and talk slower. Allow me to demonstrate: It all started with a trip into town to buy some skirts. Not for me, for the other two girls. Though secretly wearing…

Bleach and bike gangs.

Just outside of campus, about a 10 minute bike ride away, is where I will spend the bulk of my time: the Planned Parenthood Association of Ghana. We finally visited it on Tuesday (May 8). The director, who goes by “Mama” took a moment to show us around the location and inform us that the…

Back to Accra

Last Wednesday Ebenezer told us he would be out of town and our internship would begin on Monday, so we followed suit and ran off to Accra for the weekend–the epicentre of Ghana round 1. Daniella: “Where are we staying in Accra?” Me: “I don’t know. But I got peeps, we’ll figure it out”. We…