This week I've covered more crazy kilometres on my moto than we did in the whole of moto training back in March! I've literally been here, there and everywhere, all in support of my colleagues who are working hard to ensure the Ghanaian flag of peace continues to fly high in the rural communities before during and after the national elections due to take place in just under a month's time. I've really noticed the difference recently here in Zebilla and where...

The last couple of weeks, following the major down of malaria, has been a real wavy mix of ups, scattered with a few downs... Up - The wide range of wonderful visitors that came to the house to see if I was recovering well, and the sheer number of people who called me or greeted me in the street checking on my 'condition' and hoping that I was ok, the sense of love and community care here is just something else! Down - Feeling good and ready to go, only ...

This Saturday, having bounced back from malaria to the point where I was finally feeling well enough to make the journey over to Bolga for some fun, I met up with some volunteer friends who were organising a football match for some children who stay at a place called Mama Laadi's. It's a children's home / orphanage run by an NGO called Afrikids, and is a safe haven for many children who have been abandoned, neglected or for some reason left with no parents o...

So it finally happened... all my grand illusions of being completely immune from the nasty malaria and being a super strong warrior that can come to Africa and survive without keeling over with any of the crazy illnesses that plague the poorest regions here, were completely wiped out in one fail swoop within the space of half an hour on Wednesday morning! It happened like a complete bolt out of the blue...one minute I was absolutely fine, bouncing about being my...

Life in Ghana is like one of those BIG shiny silver bowls that the women here carry on their heads on their way to and from market; choc full of all kinds of interesting and colourful things, some of which you would never have expected, and no matter whether coming or going it's never, ever empty! Thus life as a volunteer is as much about the cultural life and way of living as it is about the placement; my life here is more full than it's probably ever been ...