Thu 9th June - Find Yoda here you will not. Hmm?

Had a very strange thought today, not entirely complimentary to some Ghanains, but speaking with people at work often reminds of me of something, especially when they get really animated. I finally figured out it reminded me of speaking to someone who is a cross between Yoda and Jah-Jah-binks. Sorry, perhaps not that complimentary, but I can’t shake that thought now I’ve had it. It’s the rising, and slightly guttural, “Hmm?” a lot of people do here at the end of a sentence; very Yoda-like. Plus the Ghan-english mish-mash they often use and the clicking and squeaking noises made when in full flight of an arm-waving conversation. My apologies to all of Ghana, but blame has to fall at the feet of Speilberg.

Huge thunderstorms this evening. Whenever it rains the power goes out in this part of town. This means the hotel generator is on. It’s right outside my room (though one floor down). I can hear it thrumping away happily. Not so happy for me, usually but the rain is so heavy that the rain is the primary noise. I can sleep to the sound of rain ok, who can’t? Unfortuately it abates before I get to sleep, so I am left with the generator. I suppose that even that is better than the piteously whining hotel security dog that’s kept me up for the last few nights. I guess it keeps away burglars by appealing to sense of care for an unhappy animal, or more like likely if they keep the guests awake a burglar isn’t going to get far in robbing the rooms!