Walewale

The internet here is ridiculously slow. We are leaving for Mole National Park in an hour. We'll get to spend the night there, too. Yay!

The power went out for pretty much the whole day yesterday. The night before, Ghana won in soccer and the whole country ran out into the streets to celebrate. We ran out and joined them as they sang, beat whatever drum-like things they could find, and ran up and down the streets with joy. Everybody was really happy. We saw people driving like maniacs on their motorcycles and all the taxis were honking their horns. The livestock that wander all over everywhere (sheep, goats, even big cows) were all really confused and scared. They sort of just huddled together with perplexed/frightened looks on their faces.

Up north further there's a town called Walewale (non-linguist pronunciation guide: wall-ay wall-ay; linguist pronuncation: walewale). When people ask where I'm from and I say, "Walla Walla" they usually respond, "Oh! Walewale?" -pause- "You are Ghanaian?" -confusion-  It's fun.

The sky is beautiful here. It looks so big, and the clouds are gorgeous. There are frequent rain/thunder/lightning storms and then it's even more exciting, when the whole sky lights up with a big burst
of lightning.

Okay, out of time. I hope this posts.