I believe nothing is as treffenderes this saying to explain the attitude of Ghanaians. Everywhere there is a single Choas, especially in road transport, but no one here can easily get out of the rest. Good thing I'm a patient man because I find it so hard not to be still more patient. Without patience to get really close to.
This morning I rode a Trotro to work and took me whole 1.5 hours. At home it would have the tram in less than 20 minutes geschafft.Verschwitzt and dirty from the many exhaust fumes and the sand kicked up in the street, I should as soon as I came around again to the office - interview is down. Now I have to take the day off ..... simple. So I got back into a Trotro to back to Soko (so say my site) to drive.
I want to try to describe to you how to here from place to place is: Everywhere
drive minibuses to go somewhere. My description sounds very vague so far, but it is accurate ... it will not be because the transport is not gereglet detail. One has two main stations there already, but these are not labeled. Man have to really memorize everything well - which is not really easy, because much looks the same and the roads usually have no names. Otherwise, you can jump in and go somewhere hoping that you are at least on almost RICHITGE way. And if you recognize what, you go from easy. In
Trotro is incredibly hot and you're sitting with about 30 people, mostly stacked in a vehicle that I have staenidig fear that it immediately falls apart.
beginning, I had just got used to the fact that if you as a white in such a Trotro All aboard eyes of the remaining 30 people are aimed at you. This takes about two or three minutes here and there is whispering and then I'm back uninteresting - in most cases.
Very soon I write again, because I have already experienced a lot. Currently it holds the balance between positive and negative, but I always make the best of it and enjoy my time until now.
now I'll walk down the street to get some rice. And then I put myself under a palm tree, listening to the super nice music from Africa and relax ...... There is no hurry in life!
This morning I rode a Trotro to work and took me whole 1.5 hours. At home it would have the tram in less than 20 minutes geschafft.Verschwitzt and dirty from the many exhaust fumes and the sand kicked up in the street, I should as soon as I came around again to the office - interview is down. Now I have to take the day off ..... simple. So I got back into a Trotro to back to Soko (so say my site) to drive.
I want to try to describe to you how to here from place to place is: Everywhere
drive minibuses to go somewhere. My description sounds very vague so far, but it is accurate ... it will not be because the transport is not gereglet detail. One has two main stations there already, but these are not labeled. Man have to really memorize everything well - which is not really easy, because much looks the same and the roads usually have no names. Otherwise, you can jump in and go somewhere hoping that you are at least on almost RICHITGE way. And if you recognize what, you go from easy. In
Trotro is incredibly hot and you're sitting with about 30 people, mostly stacked in a vehicle that I have staenidig fear that it immediately falls apart.
beginning, I had just got used to the fact that if you as a white in such a Trotro All aboard eyes of the remaining 30 people are aimed at you. This takes about two or three minutes here and there is whispering and then I'm back uninteresting - in most cases.
Very soon I write again, because I have already experienced a lot. Currently it holds the balance between positive and negative, but I always make the best of it and enjoy my time until now.
now I'll walk down the street to get some rice. And then I put myself under a palm tree, listening to the super nice music from Africa and relax ...... There is no hurry in life!
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