Day of Rest

Ah, Friday, a day of rest.  Good day to fight a cold with litres of tea.
This is Jerry, a paediatrician and remarkable man.... heading out for a stroll and hoping to not be noticed on the streets

It was a perfect day to do laundry, but way too cold to hang it outside

Pretty good, eh!  I thought I would be beating clothes on a rock in a stream.

It was a good day too to have a cup of tea with Zahra, a paediatrician from Uzbekistan.

Then a trip to the basement of the neighbouring building to use the exercise facilities

Those fans were definitely not needed...I kept a winter coat on over three layers of shirts and sweaters.


Luke cooked up an amazing Indian fried rice, while Jen got inspired to make a cake

Maybe it's the altitude??


Speaking of which, I haven't verified this yet, but have been told on good authority that Kabul ranks #1 in the world for airborne fecal count.  Please don't google Kabul crud.
Yummy, eh!?!

Now I am off for a good nights sleep...terrified about tomorrow.  Why you ask?  Well, I am teaching CPR all day....with a cold...and one the rudest things you can do in Afghanistan is to blow your nose publicly.  Yikes!