I violated the number one blog rule: Write on your blog at least once a week or you lose all your readers. But I think I had some good excuses. I turned 30, again, drove around beautiful Friesland in an old VW camper van and all my friends were camping in my parents garden and surprised me (and made me cry with happiness twice). My sweet grandma passed away and we had to organise a funeral with good wine and food to honour her life. And then I went to New York, the city where it’s just impossible to find time to check your emails or write quietly on my blog. I did a great course at the New York University, but besides that –or should I say more importantly- I enjoyed three weeks of uninterrupted loving company of my dependant spouse (official UN terminology for the greatest boyfriend on earth).
Needless to say I wasn’t overjoyed to wake up this morning alone and jetlagged and ready for work. On the bright side however, my dear colleagues lifted me up and spun me around in circles and for once didn’t say I gained weight after travelling. Besides, it’s much cooler here than the heat wave of New York and the road people have been starting to fix the scary potholes on my way to work. So, cleaning out my inbox now, unpack my new clothes and enjoying quiet Accra-life with lots of sleep.
