If it didn’t happen to me, I wouldn’t believe it . . .

So I have had yet another funny experience in Ghana. Yesterday morning I got up early to meet a colleague at the bus station to head out into the field. He called me to let me know he was running late. I figure okay, I will have a nice cup of coffee and then head out. I went to turn the key in the lock to open the door and it wouldn’t open. The locks here allow for the key to be inserted both inside and outside, and you must use it inside to lock the door. At this point it was 6:48 a.m. and there wasn’t a lot of traffic in my neighborhood. I tried to pull the key out, no luck. I tried to jiggle the key lock, no luck. Then I started to wonder how I would get out of my apartment. You cannot climb out of the windows, because there are bars around them. Then I started to yell out to passing people in the street, but no one stopped. Finally after 20 minutes of calling out for help, someone from the house on the property I rent my apartment came around and heard my pleas for help. It only took another 20 minutes for someone to get the door open. The funny thing was it wasn’t even the right key. All I could think was if there was a fire I would be toast. Thankfully, there was no such emergency.

I am posting one photo from Ghana.



This was posted in a rural town that I visited. Unfortunately, Ghana lost to Holland. I am not sure what that means for Ghana - but I hope they can recover and make it to South Africa. Go Team Ghana!!