SATURDAY

Ouch! I think everyone feels the same crummyness but it was well worth the fun. We we’re served breakfast in the morning, I had eggs and toast which was forgotten about. It is somewhat of a rule that one persons meal is always forgotten about. I think I’ve been quite lucky till now with dodging that role. Once my breakfast did come out, to make up for the timing they had cooked a banana with brown sugar. I hate bananas but ate it anyways to be nice. The rest of the day we relaxed and waited for the sun to come out. We played BS and read mags and by lunchtime the sun was still hiding and we figured we weren’t going to beable to lay in the sun. We gave our friend Peter a call to come get us and he said he’d be able to come get us between two and three; which really meant closer to four.

While we waited we ordered lunch, egg salad sandwich for me and chicken salad sandwich for the rest. The rest of the time that we were there we played with children of the couple that run the NGO. Four little English children all under the age of four. They’re lovely! Sarah held the littlest one for a long while and she defiantly has a way with kids.

Peter finally arrived a little after three and we all enjoyed our stuffy taxi back home. Back at the house we go ready and went over to the Shell station to watch the match. I’m glad everyone I was with was rooting for Ghana. A few of the girls went to Cape Coast to watch the match; they were cheering for the US and got slapped by some women. All I can say about the match is that it was amazing to watch. Everyone has so much pride and love for their country. When Ghana won it was pure insanity; words can’t describe the chaos, you’ll have to wait for the pictures and video.