We roll the bus through the busy town center. Everything is incredibly low, but also intensely busy. Nothing reaches more than three stories, but there is not an empty patch of ground to be found. We are noticeably some of the only foreigners in this northern city of Ghana. The market is bustling around 5pm because the sun is going down, of course, and the temperature is dropping, of course, and livability/pleasantness increases. Foreign City, wild crowds, 12 hr bus ride – goodnight.