What an ordeal I had to go through to spend a weekend in Tamale! On Friday I finished my work in the village by mid-morning, hoping I would be picked up by a friend who was supposed to be passing by the place before lunch. As it happens so often here, I waited and waited without any sign of that friend coming or of any news about his whereabouts. Sent a couple of messages but no response, finally called around lunchtime when he said I should wait for him and that he'd be coming shortly. I had my lunch in the village, and continued with my wait. I was reading Dostoevsky's The Gambler and had a couple of dozen pages left, which I finished not so long afterwards, but still no sign of my friend! Around 3pm I received a text message from him telling me he'd be setting off in one hour and should be there shortly afterwards. I decided to wait another hour and half (this was a big mistake as I later found out!). I waited for another couple of hours and he didn't come. At around 5:30, I received a final text in which he said his company doesn't allow him to use company vehicle after 6pm so can't return to Tamale! I was just too tired and sick of waiting to even be angry with him. I just told myself I'll get to Tamale that evening no matter what, and so waited for a local mini-bus or tro-tro.
This wouldn't even tro-tro 🙂: A relic from the past in Gbimsi.
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