sorry!

hey,
so i just realized that i gave you a really terrible description of the cape coast festival, and i didnt even talk about the last day of the festival and that my last blog was pretty terrible overall.
so.
saturday morning of the festival was the parade. that's about all we knew about the day, and just showed up on a really busy street and tried to get seats. people wearing similar colored clothes kinda came together with their drums and horns and guns (that were all SUPER loud!) and started singing and dancing - one guy with a really large flag that reminded me of color guard in high school cept WAY more muscular/talented/not gay. anyway, the parade started and we watched it all go by - some of the chiefs/important people walked with drummers/horns in front and behind, with someone carrying an umbrella over their heads, but most were carried on their own very large chairs (some almost like canoes, with a girl standing dancing in front the ENTIRE time - like for hours on end) carried by 4-8 men. my favorite were the ones who were followed by drummers who played on drums carried on the heads of their colleagues. aka a large drum sitting horizontally on someone elses' head while another guy hits it as hard as he can. ya. intense. even more fun was when the crowd got really excited and cheered a lot, they would spin the chief around and bounce up and down! aaaah! i think i might have freaked if i were him, but all the ones i saw do it were super excited!
so when about the end of the parade passed us, we joined it (as did a lot of other people!) the music never stopped, and we did a buttload of dancing. / a common situation : we're walking along with smiles on our faces, we pass a bunch of people dancing and they shout "oburuni, why arent you dancing?" and take our hands (or otherwise dance) with us but laugh cus we arent doing it right so we stop and they say NO NO NO! keep going! so ya, lots of dancing..... WAY fun! cus any way that you dance was generally accepted so lots of free-styling... heh....
so i eventually go separated from the group, and walked around with a little girl for quite a while, who of course, every time she saw a white person said "THERE THEY ARE!" but i made it to jubilee square, where president koufour spoke (in TWI, dangit!) but i met some really cool guys from Univ cape coast who helped me out and explained a lot of the day to me, which was super cool!
afterwards, i walked back down the beach towards the castle, and ran into my friend kenneth, and when we saw a chief being carried away, we said what the heck, lets FOLLOW him! hahahahahhaha..... the party was even crazier than ever, but it got a bit too crazy when we were each surrounded by 4 girls dancing on us and i had to shove them as hard as i could several to get them off. so we went to get some food and lets just say he told me "this is the most sketch place i've ever eaten... and i get to share it with you!" hahahahhahaha oh festival....!
i also met a guy selling fanmilk (ice cream etc) out of a crate balanced on his head, wearing an obama 08 shirt. i (asked first and) took his picture as i bought one from him- its one of my favorite ghana pictures so far haha. speaking of pictures, i really am getting closer to actually posting some. i promise, and also this blog will be a heck of a lot better after i post some pics/video of what happened!
this last weekend i went to a show put on by a crazy christian group on campus. scratch that, they're not crazy for here, they're actually quite normal, but i went cus my friend was in it and i figured what the heck..... it was comprised of super cheesy dances of people in matching outfits and then a play about a journey of slaves, and one by one they get picked off by the devil (who had very large (hopefully fake) red nails that i could see from very far away) for doing very small, minute things wrong. of course he was defeated in the end, because of the POWER OF JESUS. i can handle that, via laughing at the whole thing. however, afterwards, we all(several hundred peopl) sang a song that went something to the tune of "we are traveling, we are on our way to heaven, only christians can go there....". i flipped. i kinda realized why i cant stand the exclusiveness of christianity > others that i feel here: the phrase "only christians" sounds a lot to my like "only whites" or "only blacks". pretty much the lamest thing i've ever heard of. anyway, it kinda ruined my evening. oh and ps preachers/evangalists come to individual rooms to do what they do. im also fine with that, cept that it kinda interrupts what you are trying to do with your day and they really talk down to you like you dont know what you're talking about. boooooo. the flip side of that is that people really accept me and are happy that im christian, and are surprised when i actually say something intelligent. however, i tend to avoid these situations and havent made much of an effort to get involved in my church past sunday mass, cus even they scare me a lot!
aight, much love to you all, hope you have a SUPER month of october, and i'll TTYL!