Just Got Here...

So the flights were cool. More like really cool. Business class ya dig?..lol. Its not first class but its the next best thing. Seats big enough to get comfortable, your OWN PERSONAL arm rests, a personal TV monitor, and all the reclining/adjusting seat option to get uber comfortable. If your flight is more that 4 hours, i suggest (strongly) that you go ahead and get that good ol' upgrade. It's well worth it. It was also fun to stunt on those in coach..lol..call me shallow, petty, or whatever, but you'd like it too...lol. But not all business classes are the same. Our trip was broken up into two connecting flights. The first leg of the trip was from Dulles to Frankfurt, Germany, which we flew with United Airlines. The second leg of the trip from Germany to Accra, was with Lufthansa Airlines. I must say that they took the cake. I'm not sure if it was cause the flight was kinda empty or what but their service was on point like that like that! (shoutout to Dre525..lol).


When i got on the plane i was greeted and offered a glass of champagne. Who was i to resist? During the flights I checked off two movies from my "need to watch" list, Transformers 2, and The Proposal. I couldn't really get into The Proposal so i might need another go round. Both flights were pretty smooth (no ear popping whoo hoo), the food was ok, but the service made up for where it lacked.

When we landed in Accra, it was kinda what i expected and then again kind of not. The underdeveloped airport was more over developed than i was expecting. I should really have an open mind..lol. However instead of being dropped off at a terminal, we deplaned and then had to be shuttled about 5 min away to the main terminal. The shuttle was a bit cramped but it wasn't unbearable. One thing i noticed was that after 12 plus hours of being in the air (not non-stop of course), there was one thing i needed, and bad. A SHOWER!...lol

After a very short trip through customs we were on our way out of the airport and greeted by our ride, one of my dad's friend's Asante (which is also my middle name). On the way out, we passed countless men offering taxi rides, and hotel reservation info rather aggressively and a number of people with signs waiting for their guests. The closer we got to the door, the more aggressive the offers got with one man literally taking the cart with my luggage out of my hands saying "i got it, i work here." Me, not in the mood to fight, i just left it but my dad, obviously knowing better did not budge when another two men tried to take his. So they basically walked alongside my dad all holding the cart until we got to our car. Of course they then asked to be tipped, which i found funny since nobody solicited their services, and they rather forced themselves upon us. But as they say, Get it how u live (i think that's what they say, idk).


Driving from the airport to the house where we were staying was very interesting, and by interesting i mean SCARY. If you think your an aggressive driver in America, get on your bike and get the hell out of the road if you wanna get around in Ghana. I was sitting in the back seat, seat-belted up, praying...lol. But i guess if your used to it then you'll be ok. But wow. just wow.

As we were driving there were tons of people in the streets. Of course Ghana is a third world country and there are a lot of less fortunate people here. But one difference i noticed was that people here are "hungry." When I say hungry, I don't mean it in the literal sense, but in the sense that people here are grinding, and that makes me proud to be a part of a country with a heritage as such. Not knocking anything American but there, you'd see a homeless or less fortunate person, sitting in the street with a cardboard sign asking for help. Here there are no signs, rather hustlers. People selling any and everything from ties to DVDs, mops to toilet roll. You need it, they got it. I applaud the ambition. I have so much more to say but have already said a lot, so until the next post. Stay tuned!