The day after the four days

So today I slept in because I deserved it.

Just for being me!

Actually I woke up earlier than the past few days, because I had agreed to go downtown with my friend George. I owed him a drink from earlier in the year, and he convinced me to go out today (by looking at me and saying that we should. I'm very easily convinced).

This resulted in going to a bar and then a yakitori house (that was also a bar) and talking over drinks. Learnt me some interesting stuffs. Apparently in Ghana, suicide is something that is extremely taboo. The three most important events in life are birth, marriage, and death in that country, and according to custom, if you commit suicide then you do not recieve a funeral, and on top of that your family is actually fined and forced to undergo embarrassing rituals.

So yeah, don't kill yourself. Jerk.

I also managed to try chicken gizzard. This was a first. I wasn't even aware that it was edible, and to add to the surprise it's actually pretty darn tasty, if a bit chewy. So that was pleasant.

There was also a bit of confusion afterward that resulted in us getting separated. We both made it back alive, so that's fine. While I was waiting for the bus I managed to find some.... microwave popcorn!

Of course it is in a vending machine that pops it on the spot. No alternatives. And also you are forced to walk around with a Hello Kitty popcorn bag afterward.

So, desperate times, desperate measures. But at the very least, this proves to me that it does exist here, so it's only a matter of time until I come across it. Special thanks to Lauren for mailing me some in the mean time.

There won't be an update tomorrow, because I am doing a cultural exchange of dubious proportions. Provided I wake up in time. I'm pretty bad at that.

I promise I will upload the rest of the photos after I get back, so there's that to look forward to. There may also be other surprises next week. Oh ho ho.