I wonder if my mac is fixed yet?

Bamako still = theawesome.

I like it here. And I'm quite sure I'll be fine for two years here. Now, the three solid weeks that I'll have to endure back at homestay after this... that will be difficult.

Today, I found out my living arrangements. Meaning, they finally found an apartment for me. I'm going to live relatively close to the university (probably a 15 min. walk). The apartment is a 2 bedroom place with a bathroom (read: an actual toilet and shower). The kitchen is weird. It's an "outdoor" kitchen, which is to say I step outside and unlock another door to get to the kitchen--which is only about a 4x4 space. It's small. Apparently, this is fairly normal. Regardless, I'm excited. Hopefully, I have enough money to buy some sort of stove, fridge, bed, etc. (all of that must be bought by us). Most of it, I'll have to buy little by little--but we've gotta get the essentials first (which do I consider more important, bed or fridge?).

I just hope it's finished before it's time for me to move in.

That's right, it's not finished (the apartments are brand new). But it's mostly. I have faith that it'll all be done and such things soon enough.

In other news, I *may* have amoebas. I don't think I do, others think I might. Regardless, I'll probably make a stop by the PC Med office at some point this week (take advantage of free health care while I have it). Anywho, the short of it is that I've had a loss of appetite, which is quite unfortunate.. but I don't think I've felt "sick." Just weird.

The unfortunate part of not having an appetite came last night. After the hash run (for more info on hash runs, look up hash house harriers), which is also after spending time in a swimming pool and having a couple of beers (literally: 2), I tried to eat some absolutely amazing food prepared by the South Africans. They made quite possibly the greatest steak I've ever eaten in my life. They also had sausages imported from South Africa--add buns and mustard and they were also amazing. Still, with all that amazing food, I had to absolutely force myself to eat. It was so hard (when you feel full--even though you haven't eaten since breakfast, which you also felt full before eating--it's rather difficult to eat), but I managed to eat most of my plate (and all of the steak--there was no way I was letting that go).

The run itself was brutal. I am so completely out of shape, it's ridiculous. It felt like it was 10k, not five. I had to walk several portions of it on the second half. Oh, so brutal. And the heat was in full force (though that made the pool even better).

So, that's all I've got for you today.