We went for a walk. In Ghana, it was probably a stroll, but for a fat American, it was like a death march... well, that's exaggeration in the extreme, but it was certainly uncomfortable. We walked a lot in Ghana, everyone does, it's part of why people are so healthy (that and their amazing diet of fish and rice and the fact that NO ONE smokes). But this particular day, we were working in a a Bible education work, sharing the truth about the Bible with complete strangers. It was a LOT of fun in a foreign land. I'd had the idea that I could handle a dress shirt and a tie, just like my friends (locals). After about 45 minutes I knew I'd made a gross error in just how challenging it would be to sally forth in the sun with very little water and being a tad over-dressed. I knew this when I got dizzy and felt like I was about to pass out.
But I muddled through and had some laughs to boot. My life was saved when Gifty and Joe (our guides) recommended we all try some yoGURT! It was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!!!
To this day, I don't think I've experienced anything that came close to the same level of pure, unadulterated refreshment. I had strawberry and I wish I had some now.
These guys are incredible. They have insulated coolers strapped to the front of their bikes (or to the back as one of my buddies pointed out) full of all kinds of frozen delights. They don't ring bells or play music like the ice-cream guy does here in the states. He just cruises around yelling 'Yo-GURT!!'. This particular subject, had a glass and good case strapped to the top of his cooler with what looked like breads in it. I was told they were meat-pies. I don't know what a meat pie is and I'm not sure I'd try one even if it was right out of the oven. There was something about the sweaty. bread-containing box that just did not appeal to me. It might have been even more amazing than the yogurt.
