We woke hoping that reaching this milestone would bring a less stressful day than the 100 mark.
We headed off to church and the change in weather is becoming noticeable. Even the mornings are hot, and certainly no tops are needed.
The service was nice, though had its lovely moments of bizarreness. We did both comment on leaving that we do miss our church back home, and a bit of passion.
Armorel then cycled to work to check on the patients and the ward. Only to find they had all been discharged that morning. She was not too happy with cycling all that way for nothing. Luckily though we were invited to lunch by the pool at Mark’s house which was a lovely way to relax, and for Armorel to cool down after her gruelling cycle.
This afternoon we had tea with three of the American students who head back home tomorrow. They are a lovely bunch and we hope to meet up with them at some point. Maybe in New York for Armorel’s 30th, so she suggests!?!
Nature night was enjoyed with cheese on toast. The perfect way to spend a Sunday evening, and we have just squeezed in an ER before heading to bed.
What will our next, and final, 100 days (or so) bring us?
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