I lost in the final!
I thought dreams were meant to be better than that!
We both had the day off and had to take one of the clinic cars to the garage first thing. So we headed in to town knowing we would have the morning to kill. If only there was a Starbucks.
In fact time flew by. We wandered around the market and brought some kangas for Armorel and then sat eating samosas and drinking sodas watching the world go by. If any of you visit this will definitely on the list of things to do.
An afternoon of Swahili and listening to the world service followed and then we were heading out. Tim and Kim, the American couple leaving this week, wanted to take us out for a goodbye meal, so head to the Golden Eagle. We had a fun evening, with Armorel having a wonderful curry platter that was enough to feed the 5000.
We got home, had a lovely Skype chat with my folks and sister, and headed to bed for another ER.
Winning Wimbledon or being a Doctor? Tough choice!
Oh and as some of you have been complaining about not having enough pictures, here is my bus!
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