At the resthome, a lot of the kitchen workers are from Ghana, including this one (young) (tallish) (thin) (very dark black) girl who I hadn't originally realized was from Ghana or even necessarily from Africa.
When I realized that, we started talking, and I told her that I had been there, and we talked about the country for a while, and then she said that she missed it, because "in Ghana it's like Christmas every day, you walk around and talk and go in and out of people's houses."
She said she goes back, but she wouldn't move back, because of job and money reasons.
She's from a small village over in the Eastern part, by the Volta.
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