It's pretty much halfway through my time here and I hate to whip out a cliché in the very first sentence but time flies!
Having said that, I cannot tell a lie, I am a little homesick.
I miss the pace of London, the constant buzz, the urgency.
And yet, in a way, it's exactly this that I don't miss- the urgency, the rush, the lack of time.
"I don't have the time..."
"I ran out of time..."
"If only there was more time..."
Here, time is not of the essence.
It's more like a guide to the time of day things kinda sorta should happen (as demonstrated at yesterday's wedding which started at 12.30pm though the invitation said 10am start...)
Anyway, I'm rambling.
What I'm trying to say is that the things I miss about London are also the things that kinda drive me mad.
E.g.
The weather.
The people.
Public transport.
So I guess today's post should've been called "The Grass Is Always Greener" but instead it's the standard seven day review "Dear Diary" entry.
I'm rambling again.
Let's try one more time.
It's been another brilliant week in sunny Accra (though it did rain today- torrential!) and I guess the lesson I've learnt this week is to always be grateful for what we have, no matter how small or insignificant it may feel at the time (with special reference to my post on Day 11).
This week, I'm on the Obstetrics wards.
Many a story about many a newborn baby to follow, I'm sure.
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