My host parents own a farm. Yes, at first I thought I was going to be spending a weekend in a farm! That is definitely not something I would’ve been super thrilled about, but I was willing to give it a shot. Let’s just say I was glad I didn’t have to. When they came to the guesthouse to pick me up I still wasn’t sure about where I would be staying so I hesitantly took my bag and got in the taxi. We started driving off and “here we go,” I thought. As we were driving we talked a little bit and just got the awkward small talk and introductions out of the way. Auntie Mary, my host mom, started talking to the taxi driver in Fante and I didn’t understand, but I heard Abura so I knew we were going to the market. We were going to get food for dinner and I thought this was my last chance to see people for the weekend, but that wasn’t the case. Five minutes after leaving Abura we got to their house. It was not in a farm and I was secretly relieved. When we got there, I sat and talked to Uncle Daniel (my host dad) and we just relaxed until dinner time. We ate and we just continued the small talk—first days are always the tough ones. I had a great time talking to them and we found something in common. They liked Agents of Shield (a really awesome American TV show) so we watched that for the rest of the night. Before going to bed, I had a Fante lesson! Auntie Mary wanted to teach me some Fante so I learned a few phrases before heading to bed. I don’t really remember what I learned, but I can definitely recognize it if I hear it. The next day I woke up kind of late and then read until we had breakfast. We then talked some more and watched TV until we continued our day. We went to their juice factory and they should me around and explained how everything worked. After the little informal tour, we also had some oranges before heading out. For lunch we went The Coconut Grove and it was a nice restaurant on the beach. They had really good coconut chips and I wish I could have them every day! They didn’t really taste much like coconut, but they were really good cookies. I had seafood pasta for lunch and I was also pretty satisfied. The drive back was pretty long and when we got back we decided to watch more Agents of Shield. The season ended with a cliffhanger (of course) and with a call for dinner. We had vegetables, chicken and eggplant soup (all extremely good!). we laughed some, ate some, and talked some. Dinner ended with a board game suggestion of Mancala. We went to the living room and I played with auntie Mary until bed time. We both won a game each. On Sunday, I woke up earlier because of church. We left the house at 7:30 and headed over to Cape Coast University—where the church was. I had been to a catholic church back at home, but the energy was completely different. The music had a touch of African culture and the drums played along with the organ and the beautiful choir voices. It was a completely different experience and it was a great, different perspective on the cultural influence of the church service. When I told my host parents that, they laughed and were glad I had made that comment because they felt that the music was a really great part of it. When we got back, we had brunch and talked for some time about what to do later in the day. After finally deciding we would go to a beach where there were crocodiles, it started pouring. Our plans were ruined and we stayed in instead and decided to make it a board game afternoon. During my last few hours with them, we played Mancala, Uno, and Ludu (a Ghanaian board game). It was a lot of fun and a lot of laughing! We then left to the guest house and I settled down before dinner and before we all shared our weekends with each other.