My hotel and resort is awesome. It’s perched on the top of the crater encompassing Lake Bishoftu. It is very luxurious and as they didn’t have a single room I’m in a suit up the top!
It’s Wednesday and I am leaving on my break. Yippee! I was still up packing at 11.30pm the night before in my dark and wet tukul, as I still had so many things to organize for while I was gone.
I was nearly asleep when I heard “Kit, Kit” at the window.
“Yes?”
It was our guard “the cargo down”
“What???”
“The cargo down”
“WHAT??? The cargo down”??
Tuesday was another big day at Jikow, Huge crocs some five to six meters long were sunning themselves on the rapidly shrinking beaches, which are quickly being swallowed by the river.
I did my first real exploratory mission in a Place called Pul-deng. It’s the kiss point for movements and halfway point between Gambella and Mattar. It was just our doctor and myself.
Our new Doc Matthieu, another Frenchie, arrived with a card and chocolate from my dear friend in Paris. It was so nice to get them and have some news. It really made me feel better.
Well it’s Sunday again and I’m tired! It’s been a big week that feels like at least a month. A lot has happened this week, and on the other hand a lot of nothing.
