roadside vegetables
so i haven’t had too much time to be a tourist in ghana. most of my days have been tied up in interviews and background reading, or stuck in a car on the way to meet with some government official. the car rides have afforded me a welcome glimpse of the ghanaian countryside – palm trees and banana plantations in the south, open savannah in the north. it’s tricky to take pictures from a moving vehicle, but my driver likes to stop to buy vegetables from roadside stands. each time he stops, i get out and take a few photos. i give you: still life with roadside vegetables.
the view from the road is rather scenic once you’re out of the city. too bad i don’t have time to visit the parks or hang out in the village. traveling by car is pleasant, but it makes me feel removed from everything. i remember in rwanda i used to deride those aid workers who traveled around in land cruisers – now i’m one of them. i peer through the windows, hidden behind sunglasses and the undp logo on the car door. i am not squished into a minibus, shoulder to shoulder, sweating in the heat, with chickens and babies and bags of rice crammed in the back. and i miss it. who would have thought i’d miss that?