Warning: the next few blog posts are a bit more emotional than usual.
During my second week in Ghana, I was mugged while returning to my host family’s home after having dinner with my colleague. I didn’t blog about it then because I didn’t want to worry anyone back home. Furthermore, there are enough fearful stories of Africa: if I tell people about this, it will be the one thing out of all these posts that they fixate on. At the same time, though, the mugging (and dealing with it afterwards) was part of my experience over here.
I wrote the following posts right afterwards, so they’re overly melodramatic. As time moved forward, however, I relaxed about the experience. I decided to leave posts in their original dramatic words because that’s what people like, right? The exciting stories.
These posts will become live as I leave this country and start the long journey back home. Everyone, please don’t worry! There is nothing to worry about and I’ll see your beautiful faces soon.