I'm going to miss this place

Sorry about the extended absence. Much of significance has happened in the last few months though I haven't come up with words to do justice to them. The only words that I have come up with make it sound quotidian and stale when it is neither. So let us park that for the time being.

I am moving to San Francisco.

I once made a list of things I'd miss about Ghana and have found myself going back and reading over it many times. Though I was unaware of this when I wrote it, each line in the post serves as an index to an array of memories that no amount of looking at photographs or reading any other blogpost can reference.

I would like to try that again and hope that the awareness of its value does not diminish it in any way.

5AM rooster calls
Goat corner
Shulaz, house of freshness
Colour of the wild
The corner shop run by the gujarati family
The massive pothole on the other side of the speedbump
Driving over the footpath at Kampala parents
1000 cups
balcony at CPHL
Milly's espresso
Darts with Steve
Pool with Frankie
Cooking with Mara
KCC
Sneaking into squash
DJ FRANK
Fruit lady
Roast pork
Poker nights
Diablo III with Frankie
Dogs at 1:30AM
Puerto Rico
500
Settlers
Poker Wednesdays
Sunday brunch at La Fointaine
BBQ lounge
Mayfair
Abandoned house
Ggaba Point Fish
Mubiru
Noorin's sneeze sheet
Muzungu house parties
"very ok please"
"thankyou please"
"are you sure?"