Partir, c’est mourir un peu.

(To leave is to die a little)

Good morning from a chilly airport in Brussels,

Yesterday was the day, I left Ghana. It was still impossible for me to believe, somehow it still hasn’t really hit me. Except for the sadness, and already missing soo much.

A funny thing happened though since I had been thinking about extending my stay, it turned out that I had overstayed my VISA! I almost had a heart attack when the people at immigration said I had overstayed my VISA, and that it was a very very serious offense and that I would get a penalty! Somehow I had thought I had a 3 months VISA automatically when entering Ghana, did not even check the stamp when I arrived, where they had written 60 days… After being taken into an office at the airport to a very angry woman, she said I would have to pay a fine. Again, heart attack because now I thought okay if I’m not getting arrested or something crazy like that – at least this fine is going to be HUGE. Haha, nope. 80 Ghanaian cedis, which is about 145 SEK. I wanted to laugh, but it was not the moment. I was still scared too, so I was already almost crying. But the lady warmed up, we talked about nice things with Ghana and I was good to go! So a suggestion from me, check your stamp at arrival haha!

Anyways, the week has been hectic. I had 3 interviews, all insanely interesting and helpful! I still can’t believe all the amazing people I have met during my time in Ghana. So many people fighting for human rights, and children’s rights, it gives me hope for the future.

But like I mentioned, I feel very sad and empty right now. I feel like I have left a piece of my heart in Ghana. The food, the people, the music, the weather, the city, the traffic, the languages – yeah you get it. I could go on forever. It has been so different from Sweden, it has forced me out of my comfort zone sooo many times. More times than I thought I was ready for even, but here I am, so grateful and proud of my experience in Ghana. It has been lifechanging honestly, and has brought back some light in my life that I have been missing for a long time.

My last thought goes to all the amazing friends I have had the opportunity to meet and spend my 9 weeks with. They truly are some amazing people, they are what I will miss the most. You all know who you are.

Medaase.

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Om exakt tre veckor sitter vi på planet på väg mot Indien! 😀

Igår var vi och pratade en sista gång med vår handledare på högskolan… Som efter varje möte går min (Malin) hjärna på högvarv efteråt och en vision om ett toppenarbete samtidigt undrar jag shit, hur ska vi få ihop det här?” medan Carro lugnande säger att “det här löser vi, det kommer bli sjukt bra”! Och någonstans vet ju även jag att det kommer bli kalas, men för stunden är huvudet en röra! 🙂

Trots det så kallade sommarlovet så har vi planerat och fixat och donat till tusen. Nu är vi mer eller mindre helt resklara – alla sprutor tagna, indiskt visum kirrat,  indiskt telefonnummer på väg och hotellnätterna i Nilambur bokade!
Vår största fundering nu är bara hur vi ska ta oss mellan Nilambur och skolan?!? Vår kontakt på skolan i Indien är i detta fall inte så snabb på att svara, men även detta löser sig!

Sen var det det här med att boka tågresa inrikes… Vi har fått tips på en väldigt bra sida på nätet där non indian residents kan boka! Om den bara kunde fungera som den lovar och aktivera vårt konto som den ska, så skulle ju även vi kunna boka biljetter och hoppas på att slippa gå! Trots x antal mail till supporten vill det sig inte så nu har vi is i magen och hoppas på att det går smidigt när vi väl kommer till Indien! 🙂

Annars är vi sjukt laddade och redo för avfärd – OCH den kommande indiska magsjukan! 😉
På återseende inom kort!!

/M&C