neither here. nor there.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything on here…ever since I jet-setted to Ghana for a much-needed vacation. You can either attribute that to natives chasing me through the jungles or just having way too much fun to sit down and type out my thoughts (hint: it’s definitely the latter).

Anywho, I’ll post a selection of the zillion (more like 1,000) photos I’ve taken sometime next week. In the meantime, enjoy my three favorite American-isms found in my home country:

• photos and paintings of Ludacris (and Chris Brown and Ice Cube) on nearly all the barber shop signs
•  the three-floor (yes, THREE floor) KFC in Osu, which I will now refer to as the “African equivalent to DC’s Adams Morgan
• the constant popping of collars on polo shirts — which may serve a purpose: protecting people’s necks from the sun

Only 5 more days left here. It’s been a blast so far, meeting family members for the first time, experiencing life in a developing nation, and finding reasons not to complain about the few things that would normally grind my gears in the U.S.

I’m amazed you got into Virgin Fest! Maggie and I spent 3 hours in traffic on the exit ramp only to be sent to a lot 3 miles away where we did a u-turn, drove back to Bethesda and drank away our pain. How was it?!?

WOW! That really sucks! Jodi and I hit lots of traffic as well. While I kept saying that leaving early is key, we left my house at 12:45…my fault!  And we got to the festival 2 hours later, after horrible stand-still traffic, so I don’t blame you for just heading back home. I think everyone and their mom was determined to try and wait it out because it was free. 

Anywho, aside from the pungent manure smell at one stage and the barrage of teeny boppers (led by a douchebag who looked twice their age) who cut us in line for food, it was a fun festival. We saw Calvin Harris, Okkervil River, Grace Potter and the Nocturnals, Cut Copy, The Black Keys, Cee Lo, and Deadmau5, so I can’t complain.