Internet Cafe, friday of first week.

I am at a rather busy corner in Kawali market looking down at the street from the internet cafe. Lots of horns. We came by here this morning going to my placement and were in a traffic jam. Asuni had to back down an incredibly narrow street, as did about five other drivers, so that the bus, coming from the other direction could come through. The driving here is unbelievable. What skill. What a sport.

Madeline and I have completed all but one day of our first week of trying to learn how to teach 9 or 10 wonderful young women conversational English. We have a half hour comute one way to our village where we are working.

The internet at the home base isn't working. Don't fret if you hear nothing for a while. Tough to get here to write. It was a half hour walk uphill. Gee, you all must be special.