Day 113

Thursday August 15 2013

So it was decided a few days ago that I would be flown home for Christmas. I am a spoiled spoiled girl. :) 

So for the past three days I have been looking up flights for me round trip and for Mine one way. I love searching for flights and getting the best deals. It's like an Easter egg hunt except without padding. So maybe it's rugby? Except no. Easter egg hunt. 

The other cool bit about that is that we are planning another trip!! Bahamas or the Dominican or the City! Traveling baby!

So excited to have something to look forward to. Am I ever going to do work here? Ever? Ugh. 

Well, back to Expedia. Although kayak has to be my favorite. 

Day 112

Wednesday, August 14 2013

Rocking Wednesday! Not. 

My foot/ankle is still bugging me an I hate that I'm walking funny. Everyone states at me even more now. Excessive nonsense. 

My landlord's friend (I think that's who she is) asked me today what's wrong with my foot. I could only tell her I don't know because its true. I don't know. 

I wish I did. It's so tingled. 

Oh well. I'm sure it will resolve itself. 

Maybe I should stop smoking. This might be a circulation thing. 

Tonight I made curry. My kids love watching me cook. Since I let them try some food, they now want to try everything, except if its spicy. 

It has become a mission of mine to make spicy food not only because I love it, but also because they hate it. 

Today's batch was especially spicy. My ears and eyeballs were sweating. I must must tell my father about this. He will cry real tears. Can't wait. 

So much for that solid movement though.  

Day 110

August 12, 2013

Kill me. Please. I really do hate Mondays here just as much as I do in America.

I'm also very tired of going to work and doing nothing. Although I did go today.

Blah.

Ok. So lately, I have been on high alert for bugs. I really want this bug thing to be over with.

Just as I was getting into bed tonight I made a pact with myself that if there was ever a cockroach in my bed, that I would successfully and as straight away as possible take myself back to America. On Peace Corps dime of course.

Well, no sooner than I made that very serious commitment to myself in my head did I pull back my mosquito net to lay my head on my pillow and there, lo and behold. A tiny speck of a dead cockroach smooshed and next to my pillow.

I quit.

How in the hell am I supposed to protect myself from these things if they are smaller than a grain of sand? I swear I have bugs living in my brain.

Bird brain? No. Bug brain and I'm itchy.

109

Being a hermit again today. Exhausted. I'm still not sleeping. 

My foot slash ankle is still really bothering me. I don't know why it started acting up again, but its weird. My one toe doesn't work at all. And I'm walking funny at home now too. Not impressed. Tried to stretch it out, didn't help. My toe just keeps getting stuck under itself when I try to have it do things. Not at all impressed, but at least I know it isn't schisto as I haven't been in any bodies of water. 

Made fried eggplant and onion rings today with marinara sauce. I swear I'm becoming a pro on that sagyrie guy. If only coal and ash weren't on every plate, every utensil, everything in that little kitchen room. :/

Gheeze. I wonder just how bad that is for you. Between that and the aluminum pots I use to cook everything with. Pretty sure at the end of my service I'm going to be a perfect candidate for testing on the health non-benefits of serving in Peace Corps. 

Great. 

108

Africa isn't the most funnest- yes that's right, funnest place to be doing the walk of shame. 

Of course because its me I'm up super super early regardless of all the alcohol I've assumed and so seven come and I'm up and out of that hotel room. 

Damn this walk through town in the same clothes from yesterday. 

It's early, but a weekend, so I get to talk to home for a bit, mind you during this talk time I'm finding myself becoming increasingly exhausted. 

Instead of sleeping, I get a phone call from my girls. Time to do a drop. I'm finally able to give her the computer I brought back from Buffalo for her. That's a relief for me and I'm sure for her. So there that's done. Can I sleep now?

Nope. 

Walked around a bit today. Finally saw the river I've been talking about and a naked man bathing in it. 

Visited my counterparts house. She's not there still though. In that neighboring district still. And then she's in Kampala next week. What am I going to do with my life???

Decided today that the river may not be the best place for me to be visiting alone and as a girl. Only men were there. That was weird. I only have no interest in seeing men and their packages bathe anymore though either. Embarrassing. Yikes. 

Fell aslee early and was meant to go out again and hang with more volunteers, but hermitism set back in and when I woke up from my nap it was much too late anyways. 

Oh and my counterpart did come back today. She also called and said that in an hour she would be around to pick me up so I could cook pork for her with my spices. 

I lied a I was exhausted and said I was going to see the other volunteers. I I'd neither, but I said she could come pick up the spices. Got the affirmative and then got stood up. So confused. 

So Saturday night was to say the least a bust. Ah, but Dexter. :)