From Ghana ——> World.
GHANA | Tuesday, 19 May 2015 | Views [153] | Scholarship Entry
October 2012. In the middle of the Atlantic, life changed.
I was halfway through my 4 months abroad through the program Semester at Sea when I lost my wallet. On the streets of Cadiz, it seamlessly disappeared. As if things could get any worse, my only emergency debit card was swallowed hours later by an ATM. I didn’t remember the pin, and didn’t enter it in time. Enter panic mode. It was too late at night to have someone from the bank break into the machine. I certainly wasn’t going to try — although I thought of it, bank robbery was not something I’d want to add to my LinkedIn profile.
The very next day, I was embarking for Ghana, and I had nothing but $50 in cash in my cabin. I rationalized that the $50 would be enough for me to at least have two meals a day for the five days I would be in Accra.
“I won’t starve,” I told myself.
I ended up being so much more than fine. I had arranged to Couchsurf with a family in Ghana that I only knew through email; the limited bandwidth on the ship made it difficult to receive their pictures through email. The first time I 'saw' them in person was at the port in Accra. They embraced me into such warmth that I immediately felt at home. For months, I hadn’t really been part of a home—sure, the ship was my home, and I had been lodged in numerous ‘homes’ throughout my travels, but this was my own personal Thanksgiving.
Sitting on their floor, eating my last meal with the Benneh’s, all I could think was, “When will I ever get to come back to Ghana?” I hadn’t even left yet, and already I missed them. The rush of emotions led me to think of a solution to combat the separation: I thought about the potential of Skyping one another and connecting over food as we had done so many times during the week that I spent with them. I would collect all of the ingredients for one of their recipes ahead of time and make the meal alongside them. I would then sit on my living room floor and eat with my hands as if I was there with them. This, I thought, would be as close to the actual experience as I could get without going back to their kitchen in Accra.
And that was it.
Food has always been a big part of my life for so many reasons, and now Kitchen Connection is just one more— a platform soon to launch on the premise of the idea that was in inspired in Ghana, but most importantly, a community that cultivates the passion of food, people, and travel.
From Ghana ——> World.
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