Abomoso Day 3

Our first day at church!

Some surprises: Some came from church, others are just in general, but I hope you enjoy them

The district president couldn’t have been a day over 30 years old. (The branch president can’t be any older either)

The number one language of speech – Twinglish – of which we only understood the English part. But even then, it seemed to be one phrase in Twi, one phrase in English and so on until you were so confused as to the topic it was hard to pay anymore attention.

The church is more like an open yard once you get inside the gate. Every door leads outside.

Everyone, especially the men, were really excited about the business classes Spencer and Joey will be starting next week. We were told that it would be mostly women who participate, and weren’t sure how well the classes would go over, but it was actually all men who have approached them in excitement, and it seems that there are quite a few people who will be coming. YAY! Good news for the guys!

Apparently, lectures on modesty, which we received today, don’t take women and their children into account. Don’t know if we’ll get used to that one.

When the sun goes down, you can’t even sit in the house without being swarmed by bugs. Our room isn’t quite as bad though.

With all the heat and humidity, there actually CAN be a breeze in the church, and it feels good!

If you wave with only your fingers, you are telling all the little children to “come”. I guess that might explain the masses that have followed us everywhere thus far.

Baby goats can jump really high and know how to do Irish dances! I promise!

Ghanaian food is quite a bit like Indian food. LOVE IT! (So far) 
It can start raining at ANY time. Beware!

When trying to ask a child where the missionaries live, she might just take you to the meeting house instead. I’m thinking we should learn a little more Twi.

Here’s the picture of our discovered meeting house yesterday and some of the kids who followed us. Definitely don’t think the missionaries live here 