Last week we talked about getting our pictures taken to renew our passports. We had our appointment at the embassy this week. After finding the huge building (there aren’t signs to get you there) we struggled to find a place to park. The visitor parking lot is under construction so we were told to park on the street, and found a place far away near a construction site. After arriving at the correct entry, we were immediately told we had to take Sue’s purse and our cellphones back to the car. I guess we should have read somewhere that they weren’t allowed…Then after getting through security we found our way to the correct person who shortly told us our photographs could not be scanned and that we should go to one of the photo “shops” nearby. Which we did. Another walk in the hot sun…Actually the shop we found was in a tent by the side of the road and looked more flakey than where we got our original photos (and cost twice as much). But they could be scanned when we took them back. Overall, once you get past the feeling that you are trying to enter a facility that doesn’t want you to get in, the people we interacted with were very pleasant. And we should have the passports in a couple of weeks. No pictures on this one - of course, they are not allowed!
The Harmattan has officially arrived - the dust clouds from the Sahara - so it must be Christmas! Red sunrises and sunsets for the foreseeable future, with red dust everywhere and occasional difficulty breathing outside.
We also had our annual Christmas Devotional for temple workers yesterday. Everyone dressed up, with the women being the most colorful.
Elder and Sr. Pierson, Rosine, and Sue. Rosine is a friend from Benin and a returned missionary who came to Ghana to learn English and participate in Pathway. She supports herself as a street vendor.
The choir sang 5 traditional songs: Tsie! Abofo Ndze Deedew N' (Listen to the Voice of the Angels), Yeye Ahene Baasa (Three Wise Men), and others, ending with Afrenhyiapa, (translated as Happy New Year, but literally means "I wish you a good meeting of the year", i.e. the year has gone full cycle). There were wonderful comments by the temple leadership couples and lots of carols, some presents (a carry bag with a kilo of rice and a liter of oil) and a meat pie and drink for the ride home in the trotro.
Tom accompanying the choir
Bro. Atto Brown, our very talented conductor. His wife and mother were both buried last week.