Breaking my leg in the African jungle was a real adventure, if not the most magical one I’ve ever endured and I’m worn out writing about it (see last week’s post) so I decided that this week something fluffier was in order. Like corruption:
Ghana, West Africa, is a country full of fun, even if I did break my leg there. Some time ago I did a post about the hilarious signs you find along the roads and on the shops in Ghana and since there’s an ample supply, I’m offering up a fresh collection for your enjoyment. In the mean time I’ll keep recuperating from the agony of writing about breaking my leg in the jungle (how exotic does that sound, right?).
Note: Sadly, the photos are not mine. I wasn’t smart enough to go around taking my own pictures when I lived in Ghana. Click on the images to find the source and the credits.
And if you succumb to temptation, you can repent here:
Here’s salvation for your broken phone:
Want some exotic pleasure? Here’s what you need:
Looking to rent chairs for a big bash in your garden? You can’t go wrong with these:
The sisters are glad to be informed of this:
You need a delicate procedure? No worries: Hygenic conditions!
I’m sure by now you’ll need a drink, or two, and something to put the starch back into you, so take thee to this place and have a beer and a bowl of fufu:
And that’s probably enough for now.
Just for the record, yes, I know this may give you a rather skewed view of Ghana and its people. Trust me, there are many sophisticated, serious, educated souls in suits who use modern medical facilities, have their fancy phones fixed in state-of-the–art tech shops, eat in gourmet restaurants and toil away in snazzy offices working their butts off in the modern rat race. They’re just not any fun.
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