I am not marriage material for an Arab!

Yesterday, I found myself super tired after a semi-bust working day and mostly, lacking the AC at work, so loads of sun and too much heat! And yet, after my Twi class, I had agreed to meet my friend in a pub for a drink - just to catch up! [we hadn't met for 2 days at that stage! :) ] And its just nice to be a in English pub, run by Indians, with local staff and clients, after work, finishing the day with a beer and then off to bed! A thing I have always missed from UK, but being in an ex-British colony, have managed to reestablish in my daily schedule. This is not to say that I am off to pub every day, but I guess at least 3 times a week I am in my regular spot, drinking my regular drink, with my regular waiter and my regular friends.

'REGULAR' is a new words in my life, but much needed after a lot of changes and uncertainties. Home, traditions, REGULAR are all very welcome in my life at this stage!

Anyhow, so yesterday I was sitting in the pub with one of my Arab friends, happily married for almost 10 years, with kids etc. Talking about life and everything, and somehow touched upon the issue of marriage. In his opinion, one can only, truly be happy with someone from their own country - culture. To which I was opposing, since the image of me with a typical Latvian from Latvia - freaks me out! [Sorry, guys! :-)] [Thou having read the book 'Latvians are everywhere'/ 'Latviesi ir visur', I hope to ran into some proper expat Latvian here in Ghana that is looking for a wife! :) ] The bottom line was - he said that I would never be happy with an Arab guy, just like an Arab guy would never be happy with me as a wife. I am not marriage material for an Arab! :) hehehe

And I see the point and quite agree with that, and not opposing this one, just wanted to share this with you, since this comment really showed me his honesty and how he knows the strength of our friendship to say that and know that I will accept it rather than being upset.

This got me thinking yesterday and this morning, would I really be happy as a housewife?! I mean, I love the idea etc., but in practice - how long could I possibly stay at home and now network and not meet new people!? I am outgoing, social, bubble person, that will walk to a person and introduce herself, if I want to! And I know that in some cultures that is acceptable, the wife or gf can do that and there are no agendas or worries to such encounters. They are loved for who they are and nobody has to change for the other person.

Keeping oneself as he or she is and finding the other match that will MATCH.


Bottom line - if Arabs are not quite the marriage material for me either, they are definitely amongst some of the most honest, helpful and trustworthy friends.

European in Ghana aka Ediite is back from holidays

When there is the quite hour at work [which is pretty much any time between 9am and 5pm] and I have time to just stare out of the window into the Ghanaian life [my office has a huge window as the front wall, and it's on the 2nd floor], I am hyper - happy about my recent past and return back to Ghana. And I see couple of mistakes that Europeans do upon arrival in Ghana, which does not exclude me. I am surprised about that, as I consider myself knowing the local norms and customs, but 17 days in Europe can wipe them all out and the excitement of being able to wear only one layer of clothes, takes over.

I am lucky with the fact that I live with another European, who hasn't been in EU for a while, which makes her much more reasonable and logical than me and basically I have my own ethical and dress code radar, which I love to bits! :) Yesterday she saved me from going to work in see through top with just bra under it. Of course when you unpack your new set of clothes and are actually able to wear them, you just want to do it... forgetting what is the purpose for you dressing up this mornings [in yesterday's case it was - work]. Today I almost made the mistake of putting on my mini-skirt, which is very smart idea if you are ready to face extra attention, but not quite the most practical thing to wear in tro tro and on the way to work...

Other mistake I just did this morning - turned on my AC in the office, which is something I do rarely. This morning thou, my mind sort of thought - I have it, lets use it! My mistake, now I am cold and sneezing. Stupid European, me! :) 

My mind really needs to practice life in Ghana a bit more. 17 days in Europe has harmed it! :)