Hey everyone! Well I made it to Ghana. My feet are swollen and I'm still a little tired, but other than that I am great. My traveling went well. I flew out of San Antonio to Chicago to London to Accra. The flying was long and at times a little tedious but British Airways knows what they are doing. Talk about pampering. It was comfortable. The coolest thing though was flying over the Sahara Desert. We did at sunset and the view was breath taking! There were colors there that I will never see again because they don't exist anywhere but there. God is so fun!

When I got off the plane and through customs I walked to baggage claim and there were about 30-40 policemen standing there. Well, they look like soldiers because of their uniform. I got a little nervous, not knowing why the Ghana Army was at the airport but I was told that probably some governement official was flying in after us. I was greeted by Paul who works out at the site of Rafiki as kind-of a headmaster role in the school. When I walked out of the airport however, it looked like I was on Martin Luther King Blvd in Dallas. People were just hanging around waiting greeting eachother with hand slaps and on their cell phones. Then we started driving. I'm so glad I didn't have to drive because what we were driving on would never go over as a road in America. They were basically tiny ditched all strung together. We drove on the left side of the street for a while because it was "smoother" then of course had to get over when another car was coming. We were driving real s mooth (as in traffic) until we came to a stop and there were like 15 cars just parked in the street. I thought it was just a busy intersection ahead. Come to find out the police just wanted to stop cars and take a look in. Basically they were asking people for money, like they do in Mexico. Paul just joked with the guy and we drove on. It wasn't that big of a deal and they weren't mean they were just curious I guess about who would give them money. The thing that surprised me the most was the way that there were just people everywhere! We drove way back in the bush, i mean way out in the bush and there were people walking there too. I just wanted to ask them where they were going or where they were coming from. They didn't seem interested in asking for a ride they were just walking.

I got to my cottage at about 11:00 p.m. and Dennis, the Village Director, gave me the tour of my residence and told me about my schedule and what not. Then I finally got some sleep. I don't sleep well in planes and I hadn't been sleeping at home so I was pretty exhausted. Actually before I went to sleep I called home and talked to my mom and dad for just a few minutes so that was nice.

This morning i woke up in Africa. I could not believe it! I looked outside and there it was and here I was. I was doing my Bible study at the kitchen table and I saw out the window a small group of children running and playing down the street, they were so adorable. Here the kids help with the chores to give them a sense of responsibility and what not. Well there was a small boy sweeping the step of his cottage across from mine and poor thing kept getting distracted by a lizzard or something of the sort. He would sweep for a minute and then watch the lizzard for a minute, then sweep a minute and then watch the lizzard for a minute. It was fun to watch.

I started orientation today and turns out I will be teaching Pre-School here. I think it will be fun. The only thing that might be challenging is that the kids are very formal and are taught that from a young age. Apparently that's the way it is all through Ghana. So when a child approaches you they say "Please maddam good morning" and then you are suppose to respong back "Fine morning, thank you." And if I child doesn't greet you properly you are suppose to make sure that they do. So, I'm trying to learn the proper things to say and what not to say. But other than that things look good.

I should go. My break is just about over and then I have more orientation. Love y'all and hope all is well.

Always,

Sarah

Prayer Request:
Rest
Learning of culture

32 C... yeah I don't know what that is either but its warm.