The Motorcycle Diary

Hi Blog,

I've just 'started' my second placement at SIMLI AID. I've been here for an hour and done NOTHING. I shan't fill you all in on my first placement for another couple of days, some things just need to wait to be published. I get here at 9 o'clock, and am plonked in the internet cafe. I've checked facebook, i checked my emails (which was full of facebook request emails....), i checked BBC news (the world hasn't blown up) and then i remembered we had a blog. So here i am.

The title of my blog refers to our travelling escapades over the last few days. It started off with Pnina and Jo both being ridden home on the back of motorcycles on the first day (after having SWORN they would NEVER, EVER get on a motorbike....EVER!). A few hours later Aron arrives home telling us how his organisation was going to GIVE him his own motorbike. He was going to learn how to rive on the abandoned runway. Sam (who works next to Aron) also came home and said the same thing.

So its now thursday, and Aron and Sam both went to work on their motorbikes. I was ridden home yesterday on the back of one (without a helmet! - what a rebel). Abi gets chauffeur driven to work everday. Sasha and Jo now both ride bicycles.

So that's the travel news.

Now on to Aron's wonderful birthday. We (collectively, although Jo and myself went to buy it) bought Aron some western staple foods that we thought he couldn't live without: Ketchup, Tetley's tea, a kosher-for-pesach style chocolate cake, a can of red bull and something else equally as exciting. We then decided to go to a restaurant the guidebook recommended called Titi's. It sells pizzas and burgers and lebanese food....yummy....or it used to. When we got there we were told that they no longer serve food because they didn't make any money from it. So we went to a restaurant a little further up the road and had...Jollof Rice....again. I think we universally decided that there;s no point in going further than the nearest restaurant because all restaurants serve the same food. The menu goes something like this (im sure you can tell that i am truly bored):

-Jollof Rice
-Jollof Rice with Chicken
-Jollof Rice with meat
-Jollof Rice with Fish
-Frie Rice
-Frie Rice with chicken
-Frie Rice with meat
-Frie Rice with Fish
-Plain Rice
-FuFu
-Banku
-T.Z.

Oh and guiness is served everywhere. I've been converted. I used to hate it but its pretty good.

SO to sum up:
-Motorbikes
-Arons Birthday
-Ghanaian restaurants

P.S. Nobody has malaria....yet.