We just left the Ghana National Broadcast Center. They have an amazing network of multiple stations. We took a picture with one of the sports broadcasters who was about to go on air. We were able to go behind scenes to see the team coordinate his production ... So nice to see them work out the tense live showing and see the director keep each guy doing his job. I am sure I will say more about that later. We also watched a dance team outside the studio do some...

My Internet connection was used up last night, so I thought my submission of my Blog entry did not go through. As I thought through the day though, I had an opportunity to consider the Day 4 entry, to pause to consider how to add context to my thoughts. One reason I want to address context, other than the writing teacher part of me, is well stated through one of the quotations posted on the Slave River memorial site we visited here: Before you let words pass...

As the week winds down, I have varied thoughts and emotions that words do not seem to express. I find that today is more about putting experiences in perspective and figuring out what to do from here. A few thoughts of what resonates with me in terms of next steps: (1) At Elmina Castle, the tour guide emphasized that the work they do is not not just tourism, but their work is about education—specifically educating visitors of the horrific history of Sla...

We stayed at a very nice resort last night along the Atlantic Ocean. We arrived late at night so we could not take pictures of the shore line, but we met a female security guard who was kind enough to give us a tour of the grounds. It was fascinating to see the golf course, swimming pool, beach front, horses, basketball courts, and beautiful palm trees, coconut trees, and the list goes on and on. It was interesting that we had to go through roads of towns to g...

We keep returning to the same observation and question: what are we seeing that makes the walk and spirit of the men and women of African different to us? What captivates us and forces us to see them differently? We see glimpses of ourselves but not fully how we carry ourselves—just something we carry within us and sometimes exhibit. Something keeps pulling us back when we see a college student pass by, a woman carrying her trinkets on her head, a family w...