Stuck at home. For days.

So I still feel pretty gross.  I've been in bed with a fever since Wednesday night, and all the intestinal stuff that brings joy to the hearts of travelers everywhere.  I tried waiting it out, but called our medical hotline after two and a half days.  Surprise, they suggested I go in to their clinic and be seen by a doctor as it was most likely bacterial at this stage of the game.  I really don't want to go to the doctor because it will be expensive, invasive, and most likely unnecessary, so I chugged down the antibiotics my travel doctor at home gave me.  And spent another night with fever.  But maybe I'm better now.  I'm waiting it out for a bit to see if the antibiotics have cured me before I give in and go to the doctor.

I don't have much to share, but will show you the pictures of my house, where I have been spending LOTS of time.  It is a good sign that I'm getting bored, right?

my bedroom

<><><><>

<>

<><><><><><><><>

my kitchen

This is kind of cool--the view down into the outdoor kitchen of the
building next door.  All the orphanage food prep and cleanup
happens right here.  My house has an outdoor kitchen for the owners
downstairs, too.  They barbecue in tiny clay pots, then do the
washing up in a huge bowl under the faucet.  It requires lots
of squatting and stooping.