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82 EPISODE 10: COMING HOME – PART 2
As much as I have reveled in the comforts of convenience technology, a hot shower in London, cradle comfort seating and a personal video library on the plane, I would give it all up to back. It’s cold here in more ways than one.
EEH! I thought I might never see Ghanaian culture again but here I’ve come to sit at the terminal and there’s a flight leaving to Accra. The man next to me addressed me in Twi. I see African cloth and...is that a baby screaming? The happiness I’m feeling right now, I can’t even describe it. I can breath well, I feel a sense of “home”, indeed where the heart is.
And it’s not just this flight. As I was walking here a man on the escalator turned to me,
“Hey, where are you going? You want to take me with you?”
The only thing missing was the ‘Oboroni’ at the end. I laughed and told him if he could fit in my suitcase we would go.
An Indian woman I met at the check-in desk was laughing with me and asking if I would like to go to