Haven't gotten a chance to write for the last few days because I have been laid up in bed with some kind of mighty African viral infection. Emily got it too. It was horrible. The only time I got out of bed was to got to the hospital.

Let me just tell you, African hospitals are not like American hospitals. They didn't bother checking our temperature, but they did test us for Malaria. The test was actually quite interesting. The doctor pricked our fingers to draw blood, then sucked the blood through a straw with his mouth. He then spit the blood into a vile for testing. The test came back negative, but he said that it isn't very accurate. So if we still felt sick in a few days, we could come back for the other (more accurate) Malaria test. He also gave us antibiotics, which have made us feel much better. We're still not up for traveling yet.