I was just thrown out of the taxi I was in cos we passed a girl who wanted "dropping" and I was in an empty, but shared taxi (cheaper than dropping, takes 4 passengers). The driver stopped another taxi, said "hey you, take my passenger with you, eh?" and gently kicked me out. Hmpf. Anyway, no harm, no foul.
Considering this is my second post on this blog, and everyone who dont read Norwegian have no idea what I have been writing before, I dont really know how to start. So I'll just go. I have been living as a (desperate) housewife this week to, only interrupted by a trip to Accra to accompany bf.
Thursday evening I went out on adventure to Accra to meet bloggers in Ghana who Kajsa has gathered. We were 6 people there, from Sweden, Ghana, Nigeria, Jamaica and Norway. Quite interesting to meet people that way, while initially we only have in common that we blog. And iI was the only nationalist who worte in Norwegian. Hence, this blog.
Our porch still works as the public Speaker's Corner/gossip place/konkonsa venue in the neighborhood. The man in the house is working on a ship so now the wife is alone entertaining all her friends outside our window. While it used to be the man and his buddy and his radio who used to make the most noise in the mornings, and of course his crying/screaming children, its now his wife's friends and their crying/screaming children. They sit right outside our window out to the porch and talk and talk and they have so much to talk about. Sometimes I think they are about to come through the walls. Its not that they are really that much of a nuisance as I make it sound, maybe more the feeling of never being alone in your "own" house. Fine, we rent, and SHARE with a family of 4, but thats not all. We share with the whole neighborhood, and sometimes it gives you the feeling of being the guest rather than the "host", since you dont know anyone you meet on the way to the toilet in your "own" house.
Lately a woman has been sleeping on the porch. We dont know where she came from, and she is not a guest of the woman (from now on referred to as Assembly Woman), cause she sleeps outside. She was visiting another woman in the neighborhood, but no room for her to sleep there, so Assembly Woman let her sleep on our porch. We werent informed of this decision of course, and one night she surprised me when I was on the way to the toilet in the dark and almost tripped over her sleeping form. She doesnt cause any trouble mind you, she is just around, she isnt shy of walking around bare-chested, and stealing my bathroom slippers right in front of my nose. Norwegian and Ghanaian hospitality rules are different, and Im not new to Ghana so I dont take offence when people take my things without asking, just feel amusement. At least it gives us something to talk about. And we get all the latest gossip of the area through our window to the porch.
I would write more, but Im hungry, my toes are about to fall of cos of the aircon, and I have to get a ticket from Frankfurt to Trondheim in November, and I cant concentrate on several things at one time it seems, though I thought that was a quality my sex was supposed to master better than the other sex... How many hours does one want to spend at Frankfurt Airport when one arrives after an overnight flight? 0. but I'm looking at 6.