As promised here comes part two of my Ghanaian mini series. Notice I already dropped in ‘Ghanaian’ – proof that I’m already learning things. And by reading you’re possibly learning too. Who said this wouldn’t be fun.
But in all seriousness, back to the point. I left you by saying I had signed up to go to Ghana with a bunch of strangers. But what exactly was the plan? Again, you’re in luck because I’m about to tell you. Well I’m about to tell you all that I know about the plan. I work on a system of minimal details – so please don’t take away from this anything about the organisation of the trip in general – just understand that I tend to work on a strictly need to know basis.
So, back to the point (again), the plan. The trip is to Ghana, a relatively small country on West Africa’s Gulf of Guinea. It lies just 5.6 degrees north of the equator and is renowned for its “diverse wildlife, old forts and secluded beaches“… Sounds pretty idyllic. Add in the fact that there is a variety of ecosystems including tropical rainforest, there’s a national park famous for waterfalls and the average temperature is around 33 degrees and you understand that this is going to be quite the holiday. For the second week at least. This is when we will be exploring and hoefully getting a glimpse of everything Ghana has to offer.
That’s the holiday part. The first week will still be fun, but will also involve lots of hard work. The idea is to organise a football tournament – at which all the children will receive a health check and a goody bag of treats and everyday items such as a toothbrush and toothpaste – the kind of things you and I take for granted but will (hopefully) have a huge impact on these little guys (and gals) lives. My job specifically – to recruit local healthcare professionals who can help on the day and to run supply errands. And hopefully to play a bit of ball too. It’s all completely new to me, and I’ve no idea how well I’ll do, but that’s exactly what makes it exciting.
In terms of when do we go? Tomorrow. Where do we fly from? London. Either Heathrow or Gatwick – easy to forget. We arrive Saturday night (after a brief stop in Amsterdam) and get to work Sunday. Monday is the Ghanaian independence (from British rule) day where we will (ironically) be joining the celebration – then it is work like mad in prep for the tournament on Friday.
It’s all very full on, very exciting and a little daunting. Pretty much how any good adventure should start… And who knows, if this goes well it could be the start of something big. Something which could make a huge difference to a huge number of people. That, I think, makes it a pretty special thing.