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The Final Days
Better late than never! The last of my days in Ghana were spent soaking up some local shopping, visiting the Aburi Botanical Gardens, and a surprise extra day; the beginning of travel purgatory.
The slow pace of life in Ghana suited me just fine compared to my home life of full-time work, full-time mom, and up until May, full-time student. As such, I spent the time at Aburi Botanical Gardens in awe of the tree’s magnificent size, and really took my time in local stores finding the perfect gifts for me and those I love, that captured local product and talent.
All in all, this trip to Ghana was a real gift. As always, my favourite part was the time immersed in projects centered around women’s health and literacy. Project One Million, and it’s wonderful group of volunteers, are such a gift to the community. I will be so pleased to see where their work grows and how they continue to support menstrual equity in communities across Ghana. It was a real pleasure to be invited to see and participate in their work, and to have ISEE involved in bringing some of the sanitary kits from our many dedicated volunteers back in Canada. With utmost to gratitude to the Agboka family for opening their homes and hearts, thank you for everything, including the airport rescues.
For those who are wondering, travel purgatory included taking off before landing once again ten minutes later, over 30 hours of delays, two weeks of lost luggage (still TBD), a sprint through London Gatwick, and many almost-breakdowns. Another important thing for you to know is that I’m unlikely to ever be caught running, unless there is a bear or there is a risk of my seeing my family being further delayed, apparently.
To everyone who followed along, thanks for ‘tuning in’ for the journey and supporting our work at ISEE over the years through reading, sharing, donating, volunteering, and traveling. We couldn’t have done any of this work without all of you! The biggest thanks of all to Erika for including me in this work and for having the heart and the brains to pull it all together.
Until we meet again!
B
