Dr. Kwame Nkrumah was the first President of independent Ghana. He is also the first Marxist to ever appear, indirectly, on a CBS reality show (unless you consider Big Brother to be an exercise in technocratic communism, in which case get a job, hippie). The Kwame Nkrumah memorial park was the first stop on last night’s episode of The Amazing Race, which put Europe in the rearview and sent the contestants south to visit the great African nation that ended America’s admittedly fragile World Cup hopes. (Listen, everything was going fine for the first 1/30th of the game, but then Ghana actually decided to score. Not cool, Ghana.)
Jill and Thomas were the first to depart. Jill was out to prove her worth, and that seems to be her sole character trait. “It’s not just him that has to be full-force, and me in the background,” she said. (The Prince of Darkness said nothing, but he looked at his lady love as if she were a particularly insignificant little dot.) Nat and Kat earned more nerd-crush points when they instantly knew that Accra was in Ghana. Nat offered us some helpful notes for telling the duo apart: “If we were boats in the ocean, Kat would be the Ocean Liner, and I might be the dinghy on the side.” So now we know who runs that partnership!
Team QVC, Team Glee, and the Volleyball Valkyries formed an alliance and instantly got lost. Fortunately, an Englishman passed by on a tractor. Brook asked him for directions, and offered him a little reward for his troubles: “I’m going to give you a big sloppy kiss. Have you ever been kissed by an American before?” The tractor-man gave them directions, and Brook bestowed a kiss upon him. She yelled, “I just kissed an Englishman in a tractor!” which I’m pretty sure is prison lingo for something dirty. Claire said, “You’ve kissed worse!” I’ve decided the proper way to enjoy Team QVC is to imagine that Brook thinks Claire is her best friend in the world, and Claire thinks Brook is the most annoying person on earth. (This is also how I interpret C-3PO/R2-D2, Bert/Ernie, and Bill/Hillary.)
There was only one flight to Ghana, which instantly flattened the field. A quick thought on this matter: The airplane-mediated ties are the only major gripe I have with Race. What’s the point of winning one leg, if everyone’s going to be on the same airplane tomorrow? I guess the only solution would be to disallow plane travel, which would turn Race into a months-long odyssey with lots of balloon travel and makeshift sailboats. (Wait, that sounds incredible.)
NEXT: A spoiler about the power of good karma. (Hint: It’s apparently not very helpful in reality TV.)