You think I would love suitcases by now. You think I would be an expert packer. You think I would relish prioritizing what goes and what stays. NO. None. I have no love for a suitcase. I mean, I love we have such things called suitcases and that they are roll-able, and sturdy, and light. But, there is no love in packing. No love in organizing to get the most in. No love in wondering if it is overweight...again. But I do love traveling. This past year I have flown and drove to many places. I was never in any place very long. I was visiting with churches and speaking. I was updating people on the work in Ghana. I went to weddings. I went to restaurants. I went to National Parks. I do love seeing new places or reconnecting with new/old people. I love that friends and family open their homes up to me to stay. I love that someone will even sometimes carry my suitcase for me!Alas, the bittersweetness of it all.I have arrived back in Ghana but have not finished with suitcases. I will be moving 10 hours north of Accra to a city called Tamale (not pronounced like Mexican food Tamale, but emphasis on the TAH and then ma lee. Try thinking of two men named Tom-and-Lee). It is a big city (500,000), compared to where I was the past year in Wisconsin, but not as big as Accra. Tamale is in an arid, dry area. Many people are farmers. It is 90% M*slim. It is very spread out. The church I was working with in Accra has branches here in Tamale. The Dagbon people speak Dagbani, which I will start to learn when I move.So, as I write this, I am in Tamale but only for a few days. I thought I would try to find a house that I could rent. I will travel back to Accra and make a final move to Tamale in mid or late August. I need to pack up my house. I need to decide what I can sell or what I can take with me. Furniture, dishes, appliances???? I need to think about a moving truck. I need to repack all the suitcases I have to take them north. Lots to do! Another transition! More suitcases! Ohhhh the joys!!

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