Okay, so there really isn't Halloween in Ghana. But I was feeling a little homesick. So last week I hung the banner my mama mailed me, passed out candy to art club as they made their masks, and split eight Reese's Cups with Shannon. By the way, I had no idea that I was coming to a sugar detox when I bought my ticket here, but I discovered that I now have almost no tolerance for sweets. Aside from pineapple and coconut water. Those I could take all day, every day and I doubt I would regret it.