what you ghana do?

ghana.

     Gha-na-na. What’s my name? Gha-na-na. What’s my name? I am back on the ship, my people, after 5 days in Africa. A return to my floating chunk of Amurica. You know, something that I did not account for before I came on this trip was how easy, and simultaneously difficult, it would be to return to the boat after each of these ports. We have these short bursts of a culture, a people, a language, a life style, a cuisine, everything that makes up a country, and then boom, it’s over. And, we are somehow meant to compile our thoughts, ideas, beliefs, feelings, and anything we may have picked up along the way into something that we call an experience. 

      After each port, there is a reflection where people share their experiences. At the beginning of the reflection they usually pass around a microphone and ask people to say one word that describes the country that we just left. I didn’t go to the reflection for Ghana because I don’t think I could come up with one word to describe Ghana if I thought about it for the next three weeks. I am not even sure if I can come up with 1000 words to describe Ghana to you right now. But, I am going to try my best.