Wednesday, September 28, 2011

And So the Circle Continues

Well, hello friendly people. I haven't blogged in a week. I would say that there was a particular reason, but there isn't. I just decided to arbitrarily take last week off and I did absolutely shit. It was fabulous. There is nothing better than lazing around, napping and enjoying the day as you see fit. I really hate that more of you aren't taking those types of opportunities. Don't worry though, I will take plenty for two...hell maybe even 5 of us. Plus I find in these moments, it is truly my sixth sense calling; telling me to enjoy the last of my peaceful and relaxing time.Thank God, I know how to listen

You see, this week I started working again and, of course, someone has already worked my last nerve. However, fortunately for me, the thorn in my side will be soon be removed so I just have to smile and bear through the pain. It's funny though, because one thing I have learned in all of my now, 24, jobs, is that there is always an asshole. Always never fails, sometimes its your boss, sometimes its your peer, hell sometimes its the lady at the cafe in your building. I guarantee you though, there is always one.

I also realized, I am not going to have any damn free time. It's ok........ I guess. After all, I have had a 10 month vacation. Plus, there is nothing better than realizing you might have stumbled on the perfect opportunity- minus a few assholes. Fortunately, I think I can ride these donkeys though all the way to the finish line.

Until Next Time. Smooches.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Musical TroTro

Well, ever since my Cape Coast adventure a week ago, I have felt more comfortable with the land of trotros. Sure, I haven't quite gotten down the hand signals that resemble gang signs or even understand how to properly transfer from trotro to trotro. Hell, some days, I can't even understand what the man is yelling. I just get on the car headed in the right direction and say a prayer. Overall though, the experience isn't that bad.

I am happy to report that I haven't been forced to sit next to anyone with a super strong body odor or had a goat in the back of my trotro, as some of my other friends. However, I have noticed one disturbing thing about the trootros; the unavoidable duel for a seat.

You see trotros are private vehicles and as a result, they don't really care more than 20 passengers at a time. In fact, most of them carry somewhere between 12-18 passengers. They also don't have a set schedule, so they come when they come.  Whether it is the traffic, a train or the trotro there is always a time where there is a peak number of passengers and well, with no set schedule, trotro rush hour will inevitably go bad- for some.

Well, yesterday was my first rush hour and I quickly notice that getting a seat in trotro is much like life, "Only the strongest pervail." When I tell you noone is excluded from an elbow or strong push, I mean noone. Last night, I saw mamas with babies on their backs getting elbowed and let's not talk about how the old ladies are pushed to the side like ragdolls.

It was like a bad game of musical chairs. At first, I refused to play, but after missing a few trotros because of the madness, I decided the only way to survive was to play the game. So as the next trotro approached and I heard a stop going in my direction, I quickly took my position and elbowed down anyone who came without 5 feet, while humming Ludacris.  Harsh, you say? Ha, I got my seat, because we all know, I am a survivor.

Until The Next Time. Smooches.