Trip to Odumase

I woke on Saturday with the mission of leaving Accra and getting to Odumase Krobo. I had breakfast at the hotel. I had a large breakfast, fried eggs, toast, oats with sugar and Milo (a powder protein supplement) and of course tea. It was pricey but worth it. The man from the hotel called a taxi for me to take me to the STC bus station ( I guess these are the fancy buses). In Ghana, the taxis are differnt than the U.S. You negotiate the price first. We settled on 5 cedis. Once we arrived at the STC bus station the people there told us that the buses do not go to Odumase. So my driver was insistent that if we went to Circle station I'd get a tro tro to Odumase. I had to pay a fee for the taxi to get into the station and as soon as were in, people say, there is no bus to Odumase here, we must go to Accra main station. So we leave and go to Accra main station. The taxi driver gets my things out of the car and two men are carrying my stuff away and I am about to get on the wrong tro tro and I ask if the tro tro is going to Odumase, and they say NO. There is no tro tro to Odumase at that station. I was beginning to think that I was not going to get to Odumase before night fall. But I got back in my taxi and he tried one more station, Tema station. And finally, I found the tro tro that goes to Odumase.
It only took a two hour taxi ride, 15 cedis, and one stall in the middle of the road with people honking. I think the problem is that everyone wants to help, but they don't always know the answer, and they tell you what they think the answer is rather than saying, " I don't know." If the people at the stations would of said, " I don't know if there is a bus here to Odumase, we would of never went in the stations in the first place. (It is an interesting culture difference I have come across.) Anyway, I got on the tro tro and took the 2 and half hour ride and finally made it to Odumase and I am so glad I did!
When I arrived, the first place I went was my old house and my family, Rosina, and Irene were so suprised to see me. They smiled and wore faces and shock and disbelief that I had returned. We joked and recalled some old memories. I told them I would come again for dinner later in the week. It was so nice to see people I knew since Accra is like New york a big city where people are inpersonal and focused on their own business. In Odumase, it feels like a community where everyone says Hello to you on the street and looks out for one another.
I went onto the Headmistress Juliana's house. I found her and she was suprised by my arrival ( a day early). She took me to the new guesthouse in town. My accomodations are nice. I have air conditioning (which I do not use because it is cool in Ghana (75 degrees and rains almost every day, as a matter of fact it is almost always cloudy.I am starting to think that Ghana has turned into an African Forks--wink wink twilight fans.) I have a toilet off of my room and a shower. (No hot water but I can't complain, running water beats the scoop water shower. I did some of those 4 years ago.) Juliana invited me back to her place for dinner. We had fu fu and palm nut soup with chicken. (Chicken is the only meat I will eat, the fish usually has all the bones in it still and the beef/pork has a skin on it that I don't prefer, not to mention, chicken is just healthier for you anyway.)
I returned to my guesthouse and went to bed at about 10pm.