There is so much that I could write about now, that has happened over the last 5 days, but i only have 30mins left of internet usage, so i'll try condense it down.

The first night we arrived was so surreal; stepping off the plane to be greeted by a wall of heat, and slowly realising that it will not be cool for another 5 months. After we worked our way through the airport we were swarmed by around 10 taxi drivers all competing to carry our bags back to their taxi. Luckily, Henry was waiting for us at the airport and ushered us back to his bus which took us back to his place on the outskirts of Accra.

We woke up at 8:30 the next morning after an uncomfortably hot and sticky night, and after a short briefing and introduction from Henry, we took a 'tro tro' to the market. Once we had fought our way through the traffic, we got to a small craft market, and as soon as we stepped out the van, a man called Haruna came and introduced himself to me. Haruna had 5 bags slung over his shoulder and he was telling me how he made them all himself. It was very intimidating walking around this market because everyone wanted to lead you back to their store to show you their goods. Luckily our taxi driver, Eric, was leading us around the market to make sure we didn't get lost. However, one of the other stall owners didn't take kindly to Eric showing us around and started shouting, and telling us to make our own way around. On our way back in the tro tro, i was sat next to an open window, and as we stopped in traffic, random people would come over and introduce themselves and shake my hand. They would ask me where i am from, and why i am here. As we are moving along people will look at stare at us 'obruni's, and when you wave to them they have the broadest smile on their face and will wave back energetically.

The next two days we spent a couple of hours in the 'Valley View University' for an introduction to Ghanaian teaching with Elvis. The university is amazing, and pretty big. In the classroom we had two large fans on the ceiling, and to this day it is the most comfortable i've been in Ghana.

On Tuesday, Henry's sister in law came to measure us to make us shirts for the boys, and dresses for the girls. We could pick any colour for our clothes, so i let her choose with the instruction to make it as crazy as she liked. We should get those tomorrow before we go to the beach.

The house we are staying in is amazing, its completely different to what i imagined. There are 10 of us here, 6 brits, 3 canadians and a german girl (great name for a sit-com) and all the girls share a room, then Kirby, Jake and I share another room, with the other 2 canadians having a separate room. There is a nice balcony upstairs which we often sit on playing cards. All our meals are prepared for us, and it is usually some kind of vegetable curry with rice and vegetables. Yesterday we tried 'fu fu', which is the staple food for most ghanaians. It is a kind of pastery, in a peanut sauce. I'm sure it will grow on me, but i didn't find it as fantastic as i had been led to believe it was. We have also had fried plantain with chickpea's in a peanut sauce: that was pretty nice.

That's all i have time for now, so i will try and get back to an internet cafe when i can, sometime next week.

Ciao!