On January 31, 2017, the Parks family arrived at the Kotoka International airport. For you all who don’t know what that means, it means we made it to Ghana and completed the repatriation process. We finally made it home! Read our previous post here.
On top of all the love we received before we even got our luggage, upon our arrival, our village came to welcome us home. We were greeted at the airport by our host, brother Prince and our little brother Koby. In the midst of all the smiles, hugs and warm wishes, any fears or doubts we had about making the move to Ghana subsided. There was a sense of calm and relaxation that automatically set in. We then made our way to our “temporary” accommodations at Palace Afrika to get situated. However, a quick side note, Palace Afrika is gorgeous and there will be a blog simply discussing the facilitates and its purpose for us Africans born in America.
When we arrived at Palace Afrika we sat outdoors in the compound enjoying the breeze, conversing and partaking in some of the world famous Ghanaian mangoes. Our son DJ, smashed bugs with rocks in the courtyard as he explored his new surroundings. The conversation was centered around the vision for Africans born in America returning home and aiding locals in building the nation. We literally spent the rest of the day doing nothing and loving every minute of it. Dj played “futbol” (soccer) with his newly acquired friend, Joshua, until the adults came to start a real game. We walked around and looked at the new construction of houses. We patronized a local merchant to purchase more fruit and water. Then we broke bread together at a local eatery with some fried chicken and jollof rice. There was no work, no place to be, no need to pull out our cellphones or turn on the television. It was relaxing and exhilarating simultaneously!
|First Morning and Meal In Ghana|
Once we were settled in the rain came! If you are familiar with Ghana’s weather, you know that rain this time of the year is abnormal. Out of the blue in the early evening, it began to pour down raining and then the lights went out. Yes, on our very first day in Ghana, the lights went out. Let’s just say although we knew that Ghana has issues with consistent electricity, it was the one thing we did not prepare for. We hadn’t purchased any solar powered lights, any flashlights or power packs for our electronics to utilize in these circumstances. However, the Parks family were not bothered one bit except for hotness of having no air conditioning or fans to cool the place off. The water heater was not working and we had to take cold showers. It was uncomfortable, yet refreshing. We quickly realized that we weren’t in America any longer but when we compared this issues of the two, lights out didn’t seem so bad. We sucked it up and went to bed. We woke up and the power was still out. Now for some people we know that having electricity issues would keep you away, but this was a sacrifice we were willing to make to have a better quality of life. We eventually got electricity back around 4:00pm or 5:00pm. The funny part about it was that we were told this was the first time the power had gone out in months. We saw it as a test as well as a welcoming home sign from the ancestors. Here in Africa, only the strong shall survive and we are here!
Until next time…