"Shopping Semantics" in Ghana, or a Tale of How MaxMart was Greatly Misrepresented

I won't apologise for the title, because this is part of what constitutes the colorful scenario of my lexicon!;-)

It's Wednesday again and time for some craziness: I fell over my chair yesterday night--laughing so hard because in an invite I had received from Facebook to some event, someone had said I could pick tickets up from...

MaRXMart

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Now even if you're not a regular visitor to this blog, you might know that MaxMart [I won't be creating any links for them, you'll have to do a google search!] epitomizes all that is middle class plus in Ghana. Just check the picture out, and you'll know what I mean.

I believe you'll find them "running to the hills" --as my good British blogger-friend/actor, Daniel Hoffman-Gill would say--were the mere words "MARX" associated with them!

Flying High into the Ghanaian Sky

An airplane veers meticulously towards the bright Ghanaian sky this afternoon. I caught it as I stood in traffic, near 37.

...Away it goes!...