Blast from the past, back to the future. Traditional vs. contemporary ways to get high in Ghana.
I was walking through the market and, as always, stumbling upon new people who want to be my friend. This one in particular is the nephew of one of the elders in my community of Nangong-ayeli, and he was selling kola nuts, which are traditional gifts if you are going to visit someone to ask for something, or talk to them about an issue. My new friend gave me a few to try. They are loaded with caffeine apparently, but I didn’t experience the buzz because my first bite was so bitter that I decided that I didn’t need to continue for the moment. Perhaps in the future I will try this strange drug again. And be able to sufficiently subdue my facial expression so I don’t offend anyone.
The topic of illegal drugs arose when I fist-pounded with my friend Rafik, and his onlooker friend told me that I shouldn’t be associating myself with Rastas! Wow! “Why?” I asked. Because they do bad things, like smoke Gonja (weed) and take cocaine. And I asked “Why are those bad?” to see his response. Apparently Gonja makes you crazy, so I mildly corrected that perhaps just a bit stupid. They both thought this was hilarious, and I am wondering now how deep I am digging my “Rasta” rep here. At least these people have no conception of our BC infamy in this area.