The party yesterday was fun. We met one of Johanna's crazy friends near Suuk Arabi and drove to the posh area of town (which I didn't even know existed, given we live in the slums). The guests consisted of many SVP volunteers, Westerners from other organizations and English speaking Sudanese. Everyone was asked to bring food, so Emily and I decided to get cookies. We stopped by a local bakery before the party and they asked us how many kilos we wanted. Well, Emily and I have no idea how many cookies are in a kilo, so we ordered three. It seemed like a good amount, until they actually started putting the cookies into the box. They just kept piling in more and more cookies! We were laughing hysterically, because there were just so many of them. Finally they put the large box on the scale. It wasn't enough. They added about a dozen more cookies before it was enough. We now have more cookies than we know what to do with!