I made it!!

This place is... not like America. It really hit me that it was Africa when I saw women carrying baskets on their head walking around. The flight was long. 10 hours long. We got " food" but it wasn't very good. But that was to be expected. When I got to the JFK airport, which only took about 45 minutes to get there, I met Elder Judy. I was happy to see another black name tag. He is from Gilbert, Arizona and went to BYUI the same time I did, so naturally we knew people. A little later, Elder Moffit came from Salt Lake. We flew our long flight separated but that was good. Divide and Concur. I am at the MTC right now and so far those two are the only white people I have seen outside the airport. When we got to the Accra airport, I ran into a little problem. On the way out the door yesterday, I seemed to have not grabbed my Yellow Fever card... Which is not good. The lady checked me and at first said that I would not be able to enter the country, but I said a little prayer and she motioned me past. Miracle number 1. I have shocked a few people by knowing some Twi, but as Elder (click) something from South Africa said, "That's just too much." I have already noticed that people aren't used to Americans here. When we brought our luggage upstairs to the living quarter, I introduced myself as Elder Riehle and they all laughed saying, "haha you real, you so real" I guess they are not used to that name... But I am not used to their names and really have no idea what they are saying, so we are on the same page. There is a lot to learn and I am ready to go. I have given out 2 Mormon.org cards so far and that is just a start!

Making Time Count,

Elder Riehle