Saturday, August 9, 2008

Nkwanta Day 4

I awoke at 5:45 to meet up with Alex, Mitch, Cyan, Daniel, and Conor to go hiking one last time. Daniel and I were the first awake, so as Alex got ready and Daniel tried to get Conor up, I sat in the parking lot...by myself. Daniel, upon finding Quackers in his room (why he was even looking for that thing when he was supposed to get Conor is beyond me) ran by every hotel room with the puppet quacking into every window. Since no one had joined us yet, Daniel once again found another source of early morning amusement. He found the cursed soccer horn that had terrorized Melinda, Yva, and I during the night.
Loud horn + boy + 4 hours of sleep + nothing to do = not good...though extremely funny to watch. After strictly commanding him not to do it at my room where Melinda and Yva were blissfully sleeping, I proceeded to watch Daniel run from room to room blasting the horn. Suddenly I heard a gasp and a quick apology being stammered from a certain Ghanain male named Daniel Arthur. He came running up to me in a panic. Quickly the truth poured out, he had blown into the wrong window and worse yet, right into the guy's face. Fortunately for Daniel, the man was quite forgiving but even then I couldn't help but laugh when Daniel sat down next to me and, placing his head in his hands, whispered despairingly, "He's going to kill me!" Just then, Mr. Ike materialized out from the morning mist, grabbed the horn from Daniel, glared long and hard at him and walked back to his room. Apparently, Daniel (who seems to think himself exempt from things like this) had not heard the reminder that Mr. Ike had given us about leaving QUIETLY.
Soon our merry crew was formed, minus Conor who flatly refused to get up that early. Daniel, leading our quest, decided we would power walk/run up the mountain. We reached the top in record time and then ran merrily along the top slopes singing marching songs and taking marvelous pictures of conquering heros (Alex and me....fine, fine...the boys too...). Upon returning, we quickly showered, changed, and packed up all before breakfast. We piled into our very own tro tro and headed to church (complete with amazing singing and joyful dancing). After a quick stop for food, we headed home. This trip home was made up of breaking down, blowing a tire, watching Mrs. Ike "eat" a dead scorpion, braving the wild grassy bathrooms of Ghana, getting stuck for an hour in traffic, and playing B.S. (which by the way Conor...you're playing it all wrong...and you and Evans both cheated). We finally made it home - every person extremely slap happy until Alex burst out indignantly...no, frantically as we pull up to their house,"What?!? No!!!!" Some one had put a "House to Let" sign up. Alex was frantic, Daniel accusing, and everyone laughing as we saw Candra, Olivia, and Emily pop out and say "Fooled ya!"
After getting our stuff, cleaning the tro tro, singing one last song, praying, saying goodbye, and dishing out hugs, we all headed home extremely tired but each person touched and blessed by our AWESOME ADVENTURE. =)

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