Things have been getting more busy of late and I am loving it.  Going to church on Sunday was absolutely delightful.  I was surprised at how many white people go to our ward but with the Church offices and American Embassy nearby there are a few families.  One of the couples we met, the Smiths, just moved into our same complex so they have been helping us out by giving us lots of rides. Mostly, we just tag along with Brother Smith to and from the Church complex each day.  It's very nice not to have to take a taxi or tro-tro every day. Tro-tros are the van/bus things that the people here use for public transportation.  We haven't ridden in one yet but we probably will on Friday.  

So I have a few pictures to share with you but this first one definitely needs some explanation.  Every year from December to February there is a season called Harmattan.  It's a time when there is a strong wind from the north so the sands from the Sahara are blowing over the area.  When we flew in we went into a holding pattern for a little while because they needed to wait for some of the fog to lift.  As we were going through the fog we thought it looked kinda funny and now that I know about Harmattan it all makes so much sense.  I look this picture yesterday morning as we were heading out. Over the past few days it's been really funny to hear the things that they blame on the Harmattan.  

Yesterday after meeting with the Area Welfare Director we walked outside to run some errands and we saw this little treasure in the parking lot.  Apparently FedEx does things a little differently here in Ghana. Motorcycles are allowed to just go between cars rather than waiting in traffic so I'm sure the motorcycle method is much more efficient.

Yesterday between meetings we had a few minutes so I decided to read the paper just to get caught up on Ghana's latest news.  This article is about the importance of not riding in truck beds.  The funny part comes in the second to last paragraph.

Just click on the picture and read what it says someone was arrested for.  

Today our new friend Rebecca took us on a walking tour of some of the areas near the temple.  She took us to this shopping area called Osu.  They sell everything you could ever want that says Ghana on it.  Of course everyone tried selling to us because we are white.  We did buy coconut and drink the milk.  Then we went to this awesome Ghanaian restaurant.  

This is a picture of Kirsten and I at the end of the our first real Ghanaian meal.  I meant to get a picture before we started eating but once I took the first bite I forgot because it was so good.  This dish is called red-red. It's fried plantains, fried chicken, and some spicy beans.  It was so delicious!

Rebecca is taking us on another adventure tomorrow and I can't wait!  This is surely the most fun orientation I have ever participated in.