The reason I didn’t get my usual Sunday midday sleep-in is because a group of us arranged to go out to the Palm Plantation Oil Factory about half hr away
. We left soon after 9am so that we could beat the heat and get a walk in. It was my second time out there. We arrived and a group of about 100 local palm plantation workers met us. Apparently they knew about our arrival and wanted to join us for the walk. That blew the concept of a nice peaceful walk! They were singing, whistling, hollering, sweating and making all sorts of noise that did not please my mildly hungover head or my nostrils. I guess it was a nice gesture for them to walk with us, but the main thing I like about walking through the plantation is the isolation and looking out over the endless rows of palms. The route they took us on was thru mostly dead palms and then returning to the club house in full midday dehydrating sun. Not pleasant.
But the swim in the close-to-paradise pool made it worth it. Perfect water temp, great views, and fun people. It really is a great way to spend a Sunday afternoon here. Really good bbq too. A few people rode their bicycles out there, with 2 people even riding back! A lot more energetic (and fit) than I am. I did manage to score a big blister on my heal from my not-fit-for-purpose green Diesel shoes that I bought in Monaco – who would’ve thought they aren’t the ideal footwear for a 1.5 hr power walk thru the hills of Ghana. Needless to say I was in bed by 830pm after my big day out. Interesting Ghana Observations:
I have noticed frequent written confusion between the words 'been’ and ‘being’
. Some of the local kids have huge belly buttons, like the umbilical cord wasn’t cut properly. They say ‘mail’, instead of ‘email’ e.g. "let me just check my mails to find that attachment". One of my team members seems to just giggle whenever I talk to him. Nose picking is blatantly obvious and revolting. People wander the office corridors singing – they CANNOT sing!! When you call a local mobile number almost all of them have a caller tone that seems to be advertising a song that u can buy...i still don’t understand the concept. Most have watches that dangle very loosely around their wrist – either can’t afford to get links taken out or don’t even realise that it is what u are supposed to do to make it fit.
A change of plans came during the week when my visit to the other mine-site was postponed. Very disappointing as I was looking forward to spending a week over there and seeing another operation. But not to be. The rest of the weekdays were mundane. The highlight was seriously watching a Kanye West MTV special. Saturday night was dinner down at the Beige Resort for a couple of enviro consultants here from the USA. Not a bad meal. I stupidly called in at the wet mess on the way back to camp (this time I got a lift in a car and didn't have to walk that dark thriller-style walk back like last week!) and had more than a few Glenfiddich’s and woke up with a bit of headache. Actually, I planned that part subconsciously because I knew that I wouldn’t get my Sunday sleep-in so I figured I may as well get boozed. How’s that for logic.