Wednesday, July 11, 2012

"Com You Need To Look Deep into Your Drum, Concentrate"

Drumming is something I'm bad at. I learned that today.

This morning we woke up and were told. "hey you're going to take the tro tro today!" well not quite in those words but something like that. So after breakfast that's what we did. We took the tro tro to the SYTO office. Tro Tro's let me tell you, they are quite the little form of transportation. I'll probably do a post sometime on the traffic system here alone. They're these vans that have been rigged to hold much more people than they really should. Literally they are stuffed. It was only us on the tro tro however, so we didn't get quite the experience, but it was a good start. We were able to learn how you get to where you need to be and how they work. So for next time, we'll be ready for the crowd.

Next, we had some free time to do whatever. So we went to a place called Oxford Street where there are quite a few vendors. Nothing like the market, but still plenty of people who tug, hiss, and shout at  you trying to get you to buy their stuff. I didn't buy anything though I'm happy to say.

After that we headed back to the office for a dancing and drumming lesson! But when we got there we were all so. sweaty. It was 86% today with 94% humidity. Yikes. We cooled off a bit and then Stephen came and taught us how to be African dancer's and drummers. It was lots of fun. Not only that but I heard some noises that I wasn't sure humans could make with their mouths. The drum language he calls it. The drumming, it really tricks ya. You think it's an easy thing to do but oh are you wrong. Bruises form on your pinky's from the "slap!" and looky there ya suck at it. Well everyone else managed but, me, not so good. I was actually the worst. I thought about it too much and then my arms were paralyzed. But it was nice to just close your eyes and listen. Our instructor, Stephen has such a keen ear. He could pick up on every individual person and advise the on different things. It was really captivating. 
I loved it.
He also makes drums for the volunteers. I can't fit one with me, but they are really something.






Those were the major events of the day. Tomorrow you ask? Cooking.

4 comments:

  1. would one stinkin picture kill you? Good luck traveling to Manpong tomorrow. Give my regards to Serg Ibaka I mean Richard and Mavis for me.

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  2. You never told us about the airplane ride. Who did you sit by, did you get any sleep? Did you get lost in the London airport? And ya...................where are the pictures???????????????

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  3. papa, my laptop is dead and I don't have an adapter. The one Brother Quaysen-Sachey gave me doesn't work for my laptop so I can't download any pictures yet. Be. Patient.

    The plane ride's were good. The first one I didn't sit by anyone so that was good. The one from Chicago to London I slept mostly the whole time. But it was real uncomfortable and I was sitting in the middle-ish. London to Accra wasn't bad just long. I watched Hunger Games. There was a BIG Ghanain lady in the seat diagonal up a few rows and to the left and she had real long hot pink toe nails that had flowers on them.

    Love you!

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  4. Is there anyway you can get an adapter before you leave Accra? I would think it would be much harder to come by in Manpong. Thanks for the updates. Be careful. Love you,
    David

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