Home to Maseru

Yesterday we arrived in Maseru, Lesotho after one final 5 hour drive from Johannesburg and one final border crossing. We were surprised to find that, although we still don't have hot water or heat (and it is FREEZING cold here) not only did the Dimmock's new house have electricity, but the Church of Lesotho (partner of PCUSA) had painted all the rooms and worked on cleaning and carpeting the house. To celebrate, we went out to dinner at the Maseru Sun hotel, which is supposed to have good stir fry. I had been feeling sick in Johannesburg, and maybe shouldn't have been drinking water in Joburg and Lobatse (in Botswana), but I did. Anyway, suffice it to say that my first good meal in a long time was ruined by some wretched infection. I was up all night, cursing myself for eating so much and trying to be rough and drink the water everywhere. I am (or will be) fine, but have stopped doxy, started cipro, and am drinking lots of water-safe water. I feel like the weak little white girl that can't handle the tropics.