Blogging about expat life in Accra and things to do and places to see in Ghana. Passionate about stories, words and taking photos! Noticer of the beautiful normal. Lover of the colourful ordinary. Adventurer.
These posts are my personal thoughts on everyday life living in Accra as an expat – the joys, the challenges and sometimes the funny, peculiar moments that life in Ghana brings!
Last year at a time when I was feeling a little anxious, I had a beautiful series of synchronicities that somehow made me feel like I am on the right path and they gave me some reassurance and renewed hope at a time when I needed them. Synchroncity is a concept that analytical psychologist Carl Jung introduced. He suggested that events are "meaningful coincidences" if they occur with no causal relationship yet seem to be meaningfully related.
After being home for the last 4 months without our usual weekly routines, I know that whenever anxiety or a hint of sadness/depression threatens we need to get outside very quickly and feel the sunshine on our backs and breathe in some fresh air. How absolutely grateful I am to Ghana for giving us the freedom to walk around our neighbourhood safely as the ‘sanity saver’ walks I frequent in are a big contributor to how I (usually) manage to stay (semi) sane.
*These photos were taken in the rain on the outskirts of Makola Market, Accra. I woke up on Friday feeling a little strange and a bit down, these are not unique emotions in these peculiar times given what the world is going through currently. It was another week of saying goodbye to lovely friends, and…
Continue reading ➞ Rainy day Reflections in Accra in both senses of the word
We reach the end of the narrow fabric alleyway of Makola market where we have given into ‘just one more piece’ after spotting a unique African wax print of elegant swallows mid flight. The bird prints are quite rare and we don’t see them very often. We are hot and experiencing what I've termed ‘fabric…
“Good morning Madames! It’s nice to see you, do you have face masks?” I ask as I approach the group of ladies patiently sorting through large silver trays of ground nuts, most of whom aren’t wearing masks. I want to give them some of the ones I have sewn if they don’t. “Yes, we…
Continue reading ➞ The smiling eyes I see on a walk in Accra post lockdown
