Instead of saying ‘the day after tomorrow,’ Ghanaians say ‘tomorrow next.’ It’s so much easier! Listen up, America.
So tomorrow next is my flight! Everything is going really well in Accra. The busride only took twelve hours instead of fourteen, I ate banku with mega fish and crab last night, the smoothie place now has coffee drinks and it’s drizzly cold. I’ve been busy making appointments with pc people, doing medical stuff, going to the dentist, getting things checked off the master COS list. It’s all good 
PS: Happy 100th post! (Aka the real reason why I wrote this. Who leave their blog at 99 posts? Not me.)
