brush the cobwebs of the sky

I am now sitting in Osu, the most westernized part of Accra in the most unbelievably fast internet cafe I have ever been to. I bought an hour but I will probably only need 20 minutes because it moves so quickly. I feel so out of place.
As part of my birthday present my parents allowed me to stay in the nice hotel they rented for all of use a night by myself. Highlights:
Hot bath
Breakfast Buffet
TV
Not to be too graphic, but first I took a shower and scrubbed the hell out of myself, then I took a bath. I still somehow managed to be so dirty that I left a dirt ring around the tub. I haven't felt clean in 3 months. Now I do.
This morning I got to eat eggs, bacon, CEREAL, REAL COFFEE, I went up to the line at least six times, and everyone stared at me. There was a feminist conference there, and I told them I was a volunteer, and they all laughed and said they could tell. I seem deprived.
I watched The 40 Year Old Virgin. So happy.
I have the volunteer bug still. I thought that once I got here I would just think of things in dollars, but I just can't. They charged $12/hour at the ICafe at the hotel so I walked the hour, instead of taking the $4 taxi to this ICafe which costs $1/hour (and its considered expensive :))
I'm probably going to have a hard time with money with my parents because they won't think any of this is expensive, but I freak out spending more than 50 cents. I am going to eat fast food all day to make up for the dinner I had last night which was $7.
I hadn't slept for 3 days before this. We spent Thursday and Friday with the Dutch guys, and then the volunteers had a birthday dinner/party for myself, Liane and Caro on Saturday. Its been like a 3 day party. We went to the best Indian Restaurant I have ever been to. And I am pretty sure I'm not just saying that because I haven't had real food in 3 months. I think it was just that good.
I am SO EXCITED to see my parents. Every time I think they are coming in 8 hours I get this really happy feeling. Its awesome because I'm definately not ready to go home yet, I can't imagine that for months, but I am ready to see them because I really have missed them alot.
So I'll blog maybe within the next, but probably not until I get back to my real life which isn't till next Wednesday.
Miss everyone. Have a good Thanksgiving, and I give everyone permission to eat more to make up for the fact that I won't get to eat any traditional Thanksgiving meal (especially the pumpkin pie.)

and how much did it cost
I was dropped from
the moonbeam
and sailed on shooting stars