The first word that I saw when I arrived at Kotoka (meaning welcome).Tomorrow I’ve been in Ghana for a week I’ve had some trouble getting access to internet but have found a temporary way to access it through my mobile for the moment.
So, flying from Copenhagen and Frankfurt I arrived at Kotoka Airport 7:45 pm. On the flight we got to fill in forms that was for the immigration service at the arrival. While filling in the forms I was just hoping that the lines would not be too long.. well that didn’t work, it took me 2 hours to get to the immigration service at the airport. TWO hours standing in my boots and my blazer, HOT does not even begin to describe it. So 2 hours in the line, not because the line was too long, it was because the queue was not organized. Imagine standing in a queue and the person standing 100 m behind you magically now happens to be 200 m in front of you. It was really like “the survival of the fittest” mode. Any chances people had to come forward in the queue were taken. When it finally was my turn to get to the immigration service I was surprised that the officers were so nice and polite. The process was quite easy I got my stamps and everything and was practically good to go. Next step, I picked my bags up and went to the place where all the families were waiting when somebody grabbed my shoulders. That was my brother and outside was my sister waiting to pick me up. Before we even reached the car at least five people had offered to take my bags and a taxi ride. My first impression was that Ghana is hot hot hot… Surprise huh?
Anyways as I said I’ve been staying at my sisters house for a week and now I’m looking for a cheap accommodation that is nearer the University of Legon where my supervisor is at. So far I’ve been trying to acquaint myself with the environment and getting access to the basic things I need. D has shown me around Accra and Tema, I’ve eaten REAL Ghanaian made fufu. Other things I’ve experienced are the blackouts (that can be really inconvenient at times), heat heat heat, Ghanaian hospitality and some azooonto dancing. I was supposed to meet my supervisor today but had to reschedule so we’ll meet on Thursday morning. Tomorrow D has offered to show me some hostels for international students nearer Legon. Other than the blackouts and trouble with the internet, Ghana is a really lovely place to be at and the people are so friendly.