A few first impressions

Ghana is vibrant and hot. The people are friendly and warm. They find our attempts at mampruli very amusing but seem to appreciate us trying. Greetings are important and switch at various times of the day. In this respect Ghanaians seem to be very aware of time.
They are not always the most efficient but are anxious to please and want us to feel welcomed.
The days seem to pass quickly, particularly if you have had a little lie in and weren't up at 5.30am. The 6am sunrise and 6pm sunset is becoming more normal to us.
The sun is fierce for several hours in the middle of the day.....I never thought I would be a convert to cold showers but they just hit the spot! We mostly have to strip off our sweaty clothes whenever we come indoors (sorry, is that too much information?!)
Frogs come out at dusk and are all over the paths. I am relieved to hear this is just during the rainy season which has almost ended. Mike and I dashed out to enjoy the rain the other day, much to the amazement of out guest house employees.
Beds don't have any covers, only a bottom sheet, but that is fine. We have only had one power cut for an hour since we have been here.
The children shout " salaminga, how are you?" and some have come to touch my hair. Salaminga means white person but this is not meant to be in any way offensive. They like us to speak to them in english rather than mampruli tho for some they only know a few set phrases (a bit like our mampruli) so the conversations don't tend to last long.
Water is sold in plastic sachets which take some skill to consume without giving yourself a shower too. They also have a strange aftertaste so I am not a big fan.
Our delightful neighbours invited us round for a meal last night of Tzed(like semolina), groundnut soup with guinea fowl. Really delicious but felt slightly put on the spot as we ate it all with our fingers while they watched. They apparently were going to eat after we had gone. I am finding these cultural differences most interesting.
We went to the Walewale Baptist church yesterday with everything translated from english to mampruli, even our welcome speeches. I'm afraid we weren't quite ready for their request for a song! There are about 70 church members and we sat on wooden benches. The service starts with an hour of bible study split into english and mampruli classes. The worship was wonderful with enthusiastic dancing. Like all churches , they had problems with the technology when the microphone broke but frankly the preacher was quite loud enough without!
So, a few musings on life here so far. I will let Mike add the photos.