Arrived-Survived and it is only Day 3!

The flight was uneventful up to the end. When we approached Accra the pilot came on the intercom to adise we couldnt land because of a severe storm and that we were to circle north for about half an hour. Half an Hour! hello, what about the fuel. About half an hour later when I was reliving "Die Hard 2" thinking we are flying on fumes, the pilot advises it is ok since he fueled for a double trip so as not to fuel for the return flight in Accra (He could have told us earlier) and that we would be circling with other landing flights for some more time. We landed 80 minutes late, but we did land. When I landed the rain gear of the landing crew looked heavy duty! A plastic bag!

The house is fine, reminds me of Taipei living from 98. The power gets a bit temporamental, shuts down when it wants, had a blackout Sunday night for the night, so sleeping in 30 Deg was a new experience (70% humidity).

One thing never changes in this world, Traffic. I could have been on the North Circular in London. Log jam going downtown into Accra. Only complication was the street traders who with an amazing smile navigate the cars almost with a dance trying to sell their products.