Malaria Mondays - Adventures in Ghana and Beyond

An account, mostly true, of six months of an American college student's adventures across three continents, fraught with danger, passion, derring-do, beautiful damsels, evil villians...and you get the drift. My semester abroad, for your consideration.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006






So yes, here's the first set of pictures - I'll make another photo-laden entry after this one with shots from Cape Coast and Kakum. But these ones, in order....

1. The Basilica in Brussels
2. Manneken Pis, which is, well, a statue of a little boy peeing in Brussels. The story behind it is that during the Spanish occupation of the Low Countries in the 16th century, the Spanish were plotting to burn down Brussels, but a little boy saw them light the fire (a small one, merely to get the first building to catch) and peed on it to put it out, thus saving the city from destruction. You can take that with a grain of salt, but it's still a dang good story!
3. The Airbus that flew me from Schiphol Airport to Ghana. Another random bit of trivia - Schiphol's name, which means "ship hole" in English, also comes from the same time period as Manneken Pis. The Dutch, much like the Flemish and Walloons, resented the Spanish governance of their lands, and rebelled. A naval battle was fought on the exact same spot where Schiphol airport now stands - it was converted into solid land in the 19th century, and the remains of sunken ships still rest beneath the airport!
4. One of the food stalls near the international student hostel - By God's Grace Frozen Food. Many of the businesses here have religious names - my favorite thus far has been the Jesus Christ Divine Healing Ministry and Engine Shop. That puts a whole new spin on the idea of appliance healing...
5. The view from the hill; the Great Hall sits on top of a fairly substantial hill, and you can look out toward Accra and see red-and-white house after red-and-white house.
6. Downtown Accra; the hustle and bustle of the city.
7. Some of my fellow ISEPers in Osu (a neighborhood in Accra); we were desperate for real coffee instead of Nescafe, and we found it. And it was good.

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