i got bad reviews on my last blog. i was told the home country had automated parking lots in the newly built-sparingly-used local terminal. so i stand corrected. when next i visit i shall look out for it. the honeymoon is over. work has started. its so different going to work and coming home to an empty house. opening the fridge, pulling out yesterdays left over and pushing it into the microwave. its so adult. i plan to get a cook/steward but i'll enjoy this first month of freedom. its not everyday you get to live alone.
i finally got hooked with a guy to do my lawn. saw the guy cutting a neighbor's flower so i asked him if he could do mine. he said his boss is around till sunday but he'll squeeze in time to do it. i came back home to find one part of my lawn done. how he got in? my gate is low and i dont have a padlock on it yet. i dont have any security items that need securing (except for a recent piece of furniture , more about that later). the guy came back in the evening and gave me the scare of my life. i was just closing the microwave when i heard a knock on my kitchen door! for a moment i couldn't figure out how that was possible.
rather than open the door i went through the front door and came round back and saw the grass man at the door. he greeted me and started talking about the work. i waited for him to finish and the naija man in me asked him out of curiousity how he got in. he apologised and said he rang the bell but it didn't seem to work so he let himself in. well i figured he had let himself in to cut my grass what harm could he do. besides the neighbour who's flowers he was trimming wasn't his oga so i guess he is well known in the area. he said he'll come finish the work sometime soon, aparently his lawn mower had run out of oil and fuel. i had to give him part payment so he could refuel and come back some other day to complete the work. getting ready for the barbecue parties.
yeah about the piece of furniture. i got something to make the house a little less quiet. i haven't mounted it yet, i need to do some house cleaning, to rid the sitting room of the debris from the curtain hanging experience. i would say i'm settling in nicely. i'll go look up sitting furniture on saturday. now i'm in a bit of dilema. should i get the dstv before the chairs? getting both would maim me where it hurts most. then there's the reading table i have to get. i think i'll just do things gradually, my list is unyeilding, still as long as the first day.
today i saw a shouting match. i was going through a back way i had found to get home by avoiding the tema motorway when i saw this group of 'area' boys arguing heatedly. it looked like a fight was going to errupt. if i wasn't driving i would have waited to watch for the outcome. i haven't seen much public show of anger since i came. even the taxi drivers are so well behaved its so unreal. today i actually listen for car horns and i could count the number of times one went off. unlike lagosians, it seems ghanaians dont drive generally with their horns. they seem to use a series of light signals to say 'i am speeding make way on the speedlane' or 'go on i'll wait' when a motorist from the opposite side of the road wants to turn into a filling station. these are things we often use horns to express in lagos.
oil at $100 a barrel is theivry. those guys at the naija delta , iraq etc need to stop their disturbances. my car does very good fuel conservation but i do more driving here on the average than i did in lagos. i finally found proof that my tank is 40litres. my fuel indicator got to the red light some days back. i drove into a fillig station and i paid about 40Ghana Cedis for fuel. fuel goes for about 1.0 - something Ghana Cedis per litre. for the first time i understand that fuel is really costly. most cars here are diesel engines and diesel is far cheaper. now i know we really enjoy in naija with fuel at less than a dollar per litre.
i finally got hooked with a guy to do my lawn. saw the guy cutting a neighbor's flower so i asked him if he could do mine. he said his boss is around till sunday but he'll squeeze in time to do it. i came back home to find one part of my lawn done. how he got in? my gate is low and i dont have a padlock on it yet. i dont have any security items that need securing (except for a recent piece of furniture , more about that later). the guy came back in the evening and gave me the scare of my life. i was just closing the microwave when i heard a knock on my kitchen door! for a moment i couldn't figure out how that was possible.
rather than open the door i went through the front door and came round back and saw the grass man at the door. he greeted me and started talking about the work. i waited for him to finish and the naija man in me asked him out of curiousity how he got in. he apologised and said he rang the bell but it didn't seem to work so he let himself in. well i figured he had let himself in to cut my grass what harm could he do. besides the neighbour who's flowers he was trimming wasn't his oga so i guess he is well known in the area. he said he'll come finish the work sometime soon, aparently his lawn mower had run out of oil and fuel. i had to give him part payment so he could refuel and come back some other day to complete the work. getting ready for the barbecue parties.
yeah about the piece of furniture. i got something to make the house a little less quiet. i haven't mounted it yet, i need to do some house cleaning, to rid the sitting room of the debris from the curtain hanging experience. i would say i'm settling in nicely. i'll go look up sitting furniture on saturday. now i'm in a bit of dilema. should i get the dstv before the chairs? getting both would maim me where it hurts most. then there's the reading table i have to get. i think i'll just do things gradually, my list is unyeilding, still as long as the first day.
today i saw a shouting match. i was going through a back way i had found to get home by avoiding the tema motorway when i saw this group of 'area' boys arguing heatedly. it looked like a fight was going to errupt. if i wasn't driving i would have waited to watch for the outcome. i haven't seen much public show of anger since i came. even the taxi drivers are so well behaved its so unreal. today i actually listen for car horns and i could count the number of times one went off. unlike lagosians, it seems ghanaians dont drive generally with their horns. they seem to use a series of light signals to say 'i am speeding make way on the speedlane' or 'go on i'll wait' when a motorist from the opposite side of the road wants to turn into a filling station. these are things we often use horns to express in lagos.
oil at $100 a barrel is theivry. those guys at the naija delta , iraq etc need to stop their disturbances. my car does very good fuel conservation but i do more driving here on the average than i did in lagos. i finally found proof that my tank is 40litres. my fuel indicator got to the red light some days back. i drove into a fillig station and i paid about 40Ghana Cedis for fuel. fuel goes for about 1.0 - something Ghana Cedis per litre. for the first time i understand that fuel is really costly. most cars here are diesel engines and diesel is far cheaper. now i know we really enjoy in naija with fuel at less than a dollar per litre.
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what about (satellite) radio? maybe thats what you should get to 'reduce' the quiet!
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