cornucopia–a smattering of this or that in Nalerigu, Ghana

There are so many sights I would like to show you. I limited them to, well, a whole bunch of photos…

It was so funny seeing this picture, but outside the hospital there were 20 motorcycles parked right in front of a sign that said in big letters NO PARKING.

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In these parts, a sign welcomes you into town. Rather than stating population (census isn’t taken anyways), a comparison of how many healthy “green stick” hospital baby deliveries there are to unsafe “red stick” midwifery baby deliveries…

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West Africa is known for its beautiful, colourful fabrics…laundry line outside the nutrition center of the hospital.

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A gurney permanently sits in the middle of the hospital courtyard…why? Your guess is as good as mine. Sometimes people nap here.

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The shops line the street…

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These bags are found all over the ground. They are an alternative to water bottles, a few cents compared to thirty cents for a water bottle…

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The garbage is EVERYWHERE. You know you’re a foreigner when you’re telling your kids to pick up their litter.

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Can you smell that? The smell of your campfire or firepit? THAT would be the heavily scented, humid smell of Africa.

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The blue tractors of Africa…

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The King welcomes you…He has a special compound found in the center of Nalerigu, where he and his many, many wives and children live. He is the only fellow to get doctor’s housecalls.

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A shop for cigarettes…note the sign…apparently there’s a surgeon general here too.

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Is that a satellite dish? Indeed it is.

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I still get the girls to do chores. Got to keep things as “normal” as we can. Just washing the dishes with bacterial laden water…

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My morning coffee…and the only milk available in these parts, powdered milk.

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Zach is learning to cook pancakes for breakfast…

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I must bleach all the produce before cutting…and the only produce in season is pineapple and bananas…

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They look like something you would pass over, but they’re really very good. And your only option.

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The local mosque. I am told there are almost fifteen churches in town, including the mosque. I am told too that Muslim and Christian co-exist well together…

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The lady who brings our apple snacks. They come from Burkina Faso. I pay fifty cents each. They get bleached too.

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The candy counters are at most shops. I will bring some home, but you will be disappointed. The cold, glass bottles of Fanta are delish.

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Dancing in the street when there was a celebration of the hospital’s turnover.

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The reason I bought this colour of sandal…to match the terracotta-staining African sand-dirt.

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The look of Madelyn’s face when she was folding clothes from the laundry line that moths and bugs had slept in last night…well, no pic, but you can guess.

African paparazzi at the hospital turnover celebration…

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The sign on shops that tells us a restaurant is within…also known as a menu.

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The appliance store…where they must have bought my kitchen refrigerator…

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Me rebuilding one of the girls beds because it had fallen apart when I moved it toward the wall (must have a mosquito net over the bed)…I had no hammer, but I did have a can opener…

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The stories we’ve been reading before bedtime to supplement our African field trip…

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Can we call this an “Afri-selfie”?

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I hope this gives you a little ‘picture’ of what it’s like here. And if you think a photo won’t accurately portray the experience, you are right! Time to pack those bags…

 

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One thought on “cornucopia–a smattering of this or that in Nalerigu, Ghana

  1. So does this mean I pack my bags to come there; or are you guys packing your bags to come home? I have so enjoyed reading all of your blogs; oh yes some were heart breaking and stomach turning but it is almost like I have been there. And if I am going to volunteer anywhere again I think I will choose Mexico cause it is so close to home. I love you guys. Take care. Have fun in Belgium. And one thing I learned about Belgium was the waffles were delicious but actually small in comparison to what I expected. Hugs to all. Mom

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