Hard work and hairdosAnd so the work begins. I was expecting our first day at work to be a discussion about what we will build, maybe discuss the layout and designs of the toilet etc. I was wrong!Today was our first day and we were quickly introduced to hard work; levelling the ground, digging trenches, moving rocks, mixing cement (without a mixer!) and collecting water - on your head!Although it was hard work there were many hands to make the work fun. Many members of the community have joined us to build the toilet blocks. Ryan and I were shown how to carry water on your head from the septic tank to the cement. The local women laughed as it slopped over us - by the end we were both drenched!After our hard work in the morning we were allowed the afternoon off to allow the cement to set. Heather and I returned home to fish and yam lunch - I struggled a little with the fish eyes staring at me.After lunch we met up with Phil who wanted his hair cut - so we took a local trip to the barbers - nearly an hour later Phil left with a very short hair cut. Missing the internet, particularly facebook - a few of us took a trotro to Kumasi. This was our first trip without Sylvia (our local leader) and it was an adventure! We all piled into the local trotro and asked for the internet café. Lucy (a local who we had worked with) negotiated with the driver in Twi, that he would take us the whole way.After a bumpy hour journey, we arrived in Kumasi - but the driver struggled to find the internet cafe. We circled the city and drove through the army barracks where the police spotted we were lost and escorted us there. We managed to get inside just before the heavens opened and poured bucket loads! After dinner, Heather visited our sister, Belinda, at her hair salon. Two hours later she returned with an 'unusual' hair style.I think it's my turn next...