Monday, November 7, 2011

If Ghana only have such a thing as noise ordinance… if only I could call the police so they could give out noise violations, and if only the Ghanaians understood respect for other people… if only.

I still live in my small room, with my small window. My room is still in the middle of town, and things are never quiet… but usually manageable… well until the other week that is. Some neighbor, whose house is just across the street, just got back to town and is letting the world know (yes I pretty sure you can hear it over in the US) by the loudness he plays his music.

Ghanaians have this theory that if they want to hear music, well then so does everyone else. But I’m having a hard time thinking that everyone really wants to hear some bump and grind music with the base thumping at 3am (I know I sure as hell don’tdon’t mind the anger in my voice). Especially all the other houses that surround the place where the music is coming from.

After two sleepless nights with my bed shaking from the base that is coming from across the street I decided at 10pm (I usually go to bed at 8pm) to ask, beg, plead with the man to turn down the volume of his music, as least to a level where I wasn’t hearing it over my headphones and wasn’t feeling it.

The man threw out the argument that he wouldn’t then be able to hear his music (load of shit)… if I could hear it inside my room, with door and shutters closed, fan on full blast (great way to block out noise), and with my headphone is and playing music to loud for my own ears, then I’m sure he could hear it even if the volume was reduced small, small.

I stood there for about 5 minuets yelling at the man (yes I had to yell because the music was too loud to talk over) asking for him to turn the volume down. I finally got him to turn the volume down, and I walked away hoping that I would actually get some sleep.

Wrong… just as soon as I crossed the street he turned it up even louder than before, and left it playing until 7am. ARGGGGGG… I was so mad. I got my landlady (aka my Ghanaian Mother) on my side and now he has kept the volume down a bit (I can still hear it in my room with door and shutter closed, but not over my headphones and music at least) and he has been turning it off by around midnight. Yup praying for a long, long power outage now.

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