12.31.2012 - 12.31.2012
After having been 6 days in the jungle, I can't feel a sharp pain anywhere without a shiver running down my back, thinking I've been attacked by some small and strange critter. If not an odd-looking pokey insect than a stinging caterpillar or a tiny tick or just an ordinary mosquito. Worse still, maybe a surprised scorpion or, horror of all horrors, a deadly coral snake (is it true that there is no antidote to their venom, that you die bleeding from your eyes? or is this a friendly jungle myth, a joke played on credulous tourists?).
Tonight it was just a small rock, but tomorrow who knows...
We will ring in the New Year quietly, in our sleep, perhaps slightly more comfortable than last year when we dozed through it sitting upright in the Nairobi airport. If we showed a montage of all the New Years of my life it would go from boring (watching fireworks on TV with my parents) to typical (a few controlled parties, alcohol, kissing other girls) to boring again fairly rapidly.