I'm still savoring the flight yesterday from Amsterdam to Accra. We flew during daylight this time and I spent a bit over 90 minutes staring out the window at the Sahara desert below. It was amazing to watch the dunes, even from as high as we were, and the occasional road trying to wind through them. As the sun set and sent it's colors and shadows over the landscape I begged Kathy to let me get on out the wing where I might photograph to share the beauty with all. She said no...
We also got our first peek at the Harmadan winds kicking up. They pick up the sand and dust from the Sahara and drop it in other parts of Africa...specifically Accra! Wish each of you might have the experience of seeing one part of the world picked up and dropped somewhere else at some time in your life. Proof that our Mother Earth is still under development.
Both last night and today we got to start sharing hellos and hugs with dear friends again. Last night our friend and fellow Rotarian Theresa greeted us and helped speed us through the airport and on to our hotel, though she had been busy all day and was exhausted herself. And, we spent a great hour with Vida, Director of Street Aid, who took time on her day off to come out and welcome us, and get the planning for our week started. We ran errands and did prep work and enjoyed the sights and smells and sounds of Accra....starting to feel like a second home!
Today also found us shopping at the wonderful Woodin fabric shop, savoring the patterns and colors of Africa on cloth. Alas, we could not bring EVERYTHING home, but we are having some things made and look forward to sharing with you on our return.
Our driver John is pretty great, today he spent time while we were buying our cell phone looking through all of the phone number options and selected a very special number for us...since then, we have been told on a number of occasions that we have a "really nice" number...hope to learn more about that while we are absorbing everything. Another full day planned tomorrow - can't wait!
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