From February 14, 2011: -On Tuesday Elder Jones took a tro tro to a more distant part of our area. We taught a few lessons and extended a few dates for baptism too. After one lesson we were given a large bag of yams which I proceeded to carry on my head for a few hours until we went back to the more familiar parts of our area. We see all sorts of things carried on peoples' heads here and while it does seem interesting it is much easier to carry a heavy object on the head than with my arms. People go around selling things off their heads all day. It has become a skill I have worked on because it is is so useful yet so ridiculous.
-On Thursday it started raining around midday and continued for several hours. Elder Jones and I saw the clouds coming so we started heading for the apartment. We ended up standing under a covering for a few minuets rapping our things in bags and running through the rain. A small truck drove by and we got in the bed with a few other people. The rain was hitting us hard being on the truck, but it was a fun experience. We eventually made it home to have the power out for a while. We took a nap, finding the rain had died down and Elder Cobbinah and Elder Nielsen returned. We had nothing to do so Elder Jones and I went back out to teach a few lessons walking through some flooded roads and falling in some gutters. After the rain the gutters were flushed and the roads smelled like poop.
-Friday was really humid from the rain the day before. The most notable lessons taught were with some ~22 year old twins named Oko and Tai. We watched some church movies and have been fellowshiped by a barber around the same age named Nii who brought them to church on Sunday too.
-Saturday: Well we baptized Jonathan Addo a 24 year old. At the service the power was out at the church so we were using flashlight. It was really cool feeling of joy. Elder Nielsen and Elder Cobbinah Also had a man baptized as well. Earlier in the day we met with our recent convert Philomena to answer any of her questions. Philomena is a funny woman that likes to weasel us into buying some of her snacks that she sells. Elder Jones and I always encourage her humorous nagging to the other. On this occation she was keeping us entertained by wanting to pop our pimples. She was finishing up with my face when she kissed me twice. Now this in itself is not note worthy, but I thought I would take this opportunity to share the list so far. One kiss by a fellow missionary when we parted ways (hand holding and greeting kisses are more acceptable with the same gender in public, it's the display of affection towards a date or wife which is grounded upon). One kiss on the wrist by a drunk man trying to prove that he will come to church, and two from Philomena.
-By far my favorite day of this week was Sunday. It started by having an investigators father drive us to church at 85mpg. At church we had Samuel Obagye with his daughter at church as well as Nii Quaie bringing Oko and Tai. We had a few other investigators as well, one of them giving me an "African" bracelet so I was happy about that. At church the Executive secretary for the ward took us to his house for dinner. It's a good thing he has a car because he lives 20 minuets away and taking a tro tro wouldn't be fun. Before we ate the rice and stew he cut up some coconuts from some of his trees and served them to us. We proceeded to eat them and feed some of them to his pet monkey. The monkey is around 3 feet tall and has been kept in its cage for a few years because the owner, Brother Entwi doesn't want him to run away or get stolen. Mr. Entwi lived 25 years in Italy, joined the church there as well, and still speaks fluent Italian. On the way home in the car, stuck in traffic, we ended up next to a bus of white people, mostly girls, around our age. We figured that they were on a tour of Ghana of some sort. Like any white missionary here we decided to take some pictures of them haha. They found it interesting to see other white people, but we were much more excited because none of us have seen so many non missionaries in one spot our entire time here. Life is good.
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