Kejetia

“We gallop through our lives like circus performers balancing on two speeding side by side horses – one foot is on the horse called “fate”, the other on the horse called “free will”.  And the question you have to ask every day is – which horse is which?  Which horse do I need to stop worrying about because it’s not under my control, and which do I need to steer with concentrated effort?” -- Eat, Pray, Love

I'm struggling to find inspiration to write these days.  My father's condition has worsened significantly.  Therefore, I am flying home this coming Sunday.  Wasn't quite the exit I had planned, but I need to be home.  I'm devastated, heartbroken, and just plain sad right now.  My dad is my favorite guy in the whole world.  He is a good man and has been an even greater dad.  I hate that he is suffering.

On a more positive note, enjoy a pictorial stroll through Kejetia Market.  West Africa's largest open air market, which I finally explored while in Kumasi visiting with friends.

This guy insisted that I "flash" him while he did some shopping.  Welcome to Kejetia!

Have a belt made.  Gucci or even D&G!

          Dove for dinner                                                                                          Or perhaps fish

Some bling bling for your night out

Soap, lotion, shampoo.  You name it, this place has it!

Tailors and seamstresses everywhere

 Flour and rice

Soap!

        Animals skulls                                                                                                      Snails

Though that black stuff looks like poop.  Apparently it is some sort of clay used in okra stew to make it more slimy.  Eeeeewww!

 Some handmade Ghana shoes ready for assembly