We are in Accra. We got here this afternoon. We have one very strange suitcase; it contains an industrial sewing machine head. The thing is very heavy. It weighs about 40 pounds. We were able to fit it in a roller board carry-on piece of luggage. The piece of luggage is deceptive; because of the small size and the heavy weight. When we got to the airport they wanted to know what was in the bag. They just smiled when we told them it was a sewing machine. We asked them if they could put a “Fragile” sticker on it. They probably really needed to put a sticker on it that said “Heavy”.
We had just gone through the security check when one of the officers came and got Steve; he said that the security people needed him to come to the security office and open one of the suitcases so could see what was inside. We figured it was the sewing machine. While Steve was gone I remembered that we also had a few machetes (cutlasses) in one of the suitcases. Then I started worrying that maybe they would be considered weapons and that we could not take them on the plane. It turns out that we were wrong on both counts; what they saw on the ex-ray were some old metal stamps with wooden handles.
The plane arrived in Accra on time and our hired driver, Bismark, met us outside the terminal building with a van. After we got checked in we headed toward a Lebanese restaurant in the section of Accra named Dzorwulu (pronounced Jor-wu-loo). This is the same area of Accra that we used to stay in before they tore down the hotel. We had not had much to eat all day so we were hungry; we had lupper (lunch and supper combined). The food was delicious! We ate far too much and then the Lebanese lady that runs the place gave us a complementary rice pudding dessert. We ate far too much but what a way to go!
We decided to walk to the grocery store instead of taking a taxi because we had been sitting most of the day. We needed to pick up something for breakfast. While we were shopping Red, the guy that drove us from Yendi to Tamale called around 4pm. He said that he had just arrived back at the compound in Yendi. The front tire of the van blew on the way back to Yendi. Red went on to say that the spare tire had something wrong with it but that he managed to limp back to Yendi. He is going to have the spare tire looked at. Steve called Gomda the mechanic and asked him to see if he could find 2 new tires for us. He feels confident that he will be able to get the tires. When he finds out the price he will call us and we will send him mobile money to pay for the tires and the transport; he will have the tires sent to Yendi. It sure is nice to have friends that will take care of us.
That wraps up another Lord’s Day. Please keep us in your prayers as we travel.
In His service ,
Stephen and Kandie Taylor
