Where the Streets Have No Names
Tuesday, September 12
Today was my third trip to Buduburam Refugee Camp. I had scheduled a meeting with Jeremiah, the head of Self Help Initiatives for Sustainable Development (SHIFSD). This was the first time that I had gone up to SHIFSD, which is in the back of the refugee camp, by myself. I figured that I could get to the building with no problem. My memory, however, failed me.
Buduburam is a place where the streets have no names. You need to find landmarks and remember them to know where you are going.
The meeting went off without a hitch. I passed off our health curriculum to Jeremiah and he, as well as the other teachers seemed very pleased. Registration is up to 205 people, 50 more than we anticipated. We are committed to feeding everyone, even if it means giving everyone less.
Upon return, the majority of the school was without electricity. We were told that it would be out until tomorrow. But one of the things that I've learned here is that a person's word isn't exactly as good as gold. You can ask the same question to three people and get five different answers. I told Ryan that I was sure that the electricity would be on tonight, and lo and behold, here it is. We still have no running water though, which is nice.
Yesterday, I made my way over to the airport. I was on a mission to find flights to either Egypt or Tanzania. Amazingly,I was successful in both. The airport is about as organized as the rest of the country. Some of the airlines have agents there, some of them are scattered around Accra. Right now, it's looking like Egypt, which is very exciting. It's a trip that will be filled with awe, history, and relaxation -- if it works.
All for now. I'll probably post again after the weekend. Ciao.
LDG
Today was my third trip to Buduburam Refugee Camp. I had scheduled a meeting with Jeremiah, the head of Self Help Initiatives for Sustainable Development (SHIFSD). This was the first time that I had gone up to SHIFSD, which is in the back of the refugee camp, by myself. I figured that I could get to the building with no problem. My memory, however, failed me.
Buduburam is a place where the streets have no names. You need to find landmarks and remember them to know where you are going.
The meeting went off without a hitch. I passed off our health curriculum to Jeremiah and he, as well as the other teachers seemed very pleased. Registration is up to 205 people, 50 more than we anticipated. We are committed to feeding everyone, even if it means giving everyone less.
Upon return, the majority of the school was without electricity. We were told that it would be out until tomorrow. But one of the things that I've learned here is that a person's word isn't exactly as good as gold. You can ask the same question to three people and get five different answers. I told Ryan that I was sure that the electricity would be on tonight, and lo and behold, here it is. We still have no running water though, which is nice.
Yesterday, I made my way over to the airport. I was on a mission to find flights to either Egypt or Tanzania. Amazingly,I was successful in both. The airport is about as organized as the rest of the country. Some of the airlines have agents there, some of them are scattered around Accra. Right now, it's looking like Egypt, which is very exciting. It's a trip that will be filled with awe, history, and relaxation -- if it works.
All for now. I'll probably post again after the weekend. Ciao.
LDG
posted by Lee Gerston at 3:15 PM
2 Comments:
Wow, Lee, Egypt. Say hello to King Tut for me. That is a place I would love to visit.
Awesome experience for you, as you know.
Stay safe - I am really enjoying reading your adventures.
Cynthia
Hi guy! Just checking in and wanted to let you know...still reading.
Keep up the good work.
And go Patriots!
RedHill
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