31/08/2026
🇬🇭 A MOMENT WITH ASANTE ROYALTY 🇬🇭
Yesterday, I had the opportunity to join many others hoping to greet His Majesty Otumfuo Osei Tutu II, the Asantehene.
And when I tell you the crowd was CROWDING! 😂 Chale! By the time I reached the front, I had been squeezed from every direction. I may have actually returned home a little thinner. 😂
But beneath the humor was something much bigger.
I removed my shoes, approached respectfully and bowed before the Asantehene from the foot of the stairs. I did not ultimately get the personal greeting I had hoped for, but I still appreciated the significance of the moment.
As an African American woman married into Ghana, experiences like this continue to teach me that culture isn’t something you learn only from books. You learn it by being present. By observing. By asking questions. By occasionally getting something wrong. And, yes, sometimes by standing in a very crowded line. 😂
My Ghanaian husband later told me, “You went there to meet him. You should have insisted!”
Apparently, my American training kicked in: when I was told I could go no farther, I respectfully stopped. 😂
Lesson learned.
Every encounter with Ghana teaches me something new—not only about the country I have come to love, but about history, tradition, protocol, community and the many connections between Africans on the continent and those of us in the diaspora.
Yesterday, I didn’t simply stand in a line.
I stood in the presence of centuries of living African history.
And that was worth the squeeze. 🇬🇭❤️
— Lorie Out Loud Me