A pound of flesh, nothing more.
I should really say that Ghana is a wonderful place; because it is. I should really say that the people are some of the nicest people you will meet in the world; because they are. I should say that Ghana abounds with opportunities that present themselves in very few locales; because it does.
Why should I choose to say so many things and feel the strongest propulsion to leave? Because I do. Through no fault of my own.
Ghana operates on a logic beyond my comprehension; a logic driven almost entirely on money. Friends, family, kin… nothing seems to be more important than money here. It is the strangest thing to see… the lust for it, the yearning, the craving, the scheming, the wheeling, the dealing… for paper with numbers on them.
To what end. I would say that one would sell his brother into slavery for money here, but then, you already knew that.