
Zebilla, Ghana
This last week has been another mini whirlwind. My life at the moment seems to resemble the mini tornadoes that we get here - you see them picking up in the distance, small little whirly wind torrents that pick up all the plastic bags lying around (did I mention that there are literally huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuundreds of them scattered around here - it's awful!) and spin them around in the air like playful little black and white birds. It's quite bizzare in the midd...