Ghana

Ghana: a country on the coast of West Africa, where i will be living for the next 27 months or so....

Friday, October 21, 2011

A funny thing happened on the way.....

This is a story that happened a while ago, but i feel should be told to the world! ( all names have been changed so as to not embaress my fellow PCV....:)

Once upon a time, in a land far....far away, there was the group of PCV that had some place to go, and they choose to leave at the worst time, when traffic was terrible and the Tro was very full, but what were they to do? They pilled onto the Tro (Pushing and shoving to make sure they even got a seat on it in the first place) and ened up sitting in the very back two rows. Once everyone was on the tro, we set off......for a land of Traffic and Cement walls. While waiting in Traffic, one of my fellow PCV, looked over at me and said " I have to PEE.....like NOW"....since we were in this land of traffic and cement walls, there was no place to stop so that she could take pee. We thought that maybe once traffic started to go, we could ask them to stop for her...only prob. was....we did not move for a LONG time in this over crowded tro. Thank goodness, we had a fellow PCV that turned out to be McGeiver ( I cant spell his name, but i think who u know im talking about)! He happen to have a very large plasitc bottle, which he than cut the top of it off, and presented it to her, so that she may reliver herself. one problem, she was sandwitched inbetween two Ghanaians, in the second to last row, so we had to switch places. This entailed a very entertaining view im sure, of my butt up in the air and her body crawling over mine. But we were successfull and she was able to get into the last row and use the plastic "urninal" that McGeiver made for us!
We than had the problem of what to do with her....Pee....since we were in the middle of the city, with no place to put it ( and let me say, she filled that baby up....good job!) Thank goodness, the tro gods were looking out for us, and we started to move out of the city, and into places that we could dispose of the pee much eaiser without any notice.
SO that is the story of tros, pee, cement walls, and the Amazing skills of Peace Corps Volunteers!

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