Ghana, Day 22 - Makola

Hi Ruth!

I'm still in Ghana.

This morning, I went with Dr. Bill and Ms. Theresa down to Makola Market, in Accra. Mr. Prince (that's his name, I promise!), who works for the Communications Dept., was going to show them around, and they asked if I wanted to come along.

We took a tro-tro from the university - we were going to go to "Accra," which is Tema Station, near the market, but every tro-tro going there was full! So we took one to "Circle" instead. This is Kwame Nkrumah circle (Kwame Nkrumah was the first president of Ghana, right after it became its own country instead of part Britain):

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When we got to Circle, I was pretty hungry, and there was a lady selling eggs with hot sauce on them - it was pretty good! From Circle, we were finally able to find a tro-tro with room going to Tema Station.

From Tema, we walked over to Makola Market:

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Makola Market isn't really just one place. It spills out everywhere into all the streets and alleys around the "market" itself!

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You can find almost anything in Makola Market. Ms. Theresa wanted to look for fabric,so Mr. Prince showed us where there were a bunch of fabric sellers. They had lots of colorful cloth with designs made with wax on cloth, called batik. Ms. Theresa wanted one to use as a tablecloth. When you get here, we can go - Ms. Theresa is going to tell me if she finds a person who can make dresses!

I wanted to get some food, so then we went to the food part of the market. They had lots of things that looked delicious - I got peanut butter, hot peppers, tomatoes, chicken, and goat. I'm trying to learn how to make delicious things when you get here.

Then we found a woman selling things that they call "black berries" here, but aren't anything like the blackberries we have back home. They're soft, with big pits, and taste like chocolate! I still haven't figured out what they are.

We went to Osu, and I hoped we were going to see the children's library, but Dr. Bill was feeling a little sick, so we just had lunch and went home. We ate lunch next door to a restaurant called Monsoon that is supposed to be very good, and that I want to take Mommy to some night when Grammy and Grampy are here.

Then I came home, and worked. Dr. Carl and Ms. Anne-Marie came by to say hello with Chai, their big dog. And I made goat soup. But I'll have to eat it tomorrow - it took so long to make that I ended up eating some rice. It's OK - soup is always better the second day.

And now I'm writing to you, and missing you and Mommy. Please give Mommy, Grammy, and Grampy big hugs for me.