Bottom of the 9th, bases loaded....

Sweat is burning my eyes as I look for the signal.....

at least that's what it feels like, in my own head. I'm 5 days from leaving (not including today) and 8 days from being home...and this will NOT be going into extra innings!! We found out today, in typical Kole style, that the truck which is to bring us to the airstrip and our replacements and all the gear in, has broken down. Let me get into some specifics so you can appreciate the gravity of this event.

We have 2 people with their personal bags, 14 large boxes, and 2 large canisters of liquid nitrogen that need to travel 11 kilometers over some of the worst road/trail conditions you can imagine. Additionally, and arguably more importantly, we have 3 people and their personal belongings to get out!! The only conveyance we have available is 4 motorcycles and a bicycle....someone is going to have a REALLY long day!! More on that as it develops.

I haven't told Teresa that my camera (actually her camera) is broken beyond repair....Sorry you had to find out this way babe! So none of my pictures or video from the last 2 weeks will be up until after I get home. Before you say.."Hey Rhett, why don't you just take the card out and put it in your computer?"...HA! I say..I thought of that, but these African ants have gotten into my computer and disabled it. Before any of you questions my sanity (which may be somewhat warranted) you haven't seen these things. They get into EVERYTHING..and they love electronics. Think I'm fibbing, maybe exaggerating to sound all cool and exotic (also a possibility), I have a witness. He has seen them coming in and out of my computer shortly before it died. Teresa already knows about this, still sorry though ;)

So no camera, no computer (except the work one), no vehicle. I've learned that it is better not to ask "What else can go wrong". I'm afraid to get that answer.

On another note, we have been so starved for entertainment that one of most common saying to be heard here is.."Hey come see what the [insert animal here] is doing!!!"

We watched a battle royale between a chicken and a duck yesterday. After 5 minutes the duck had him and, I believe, was going for the kill until Gaston saw it and PUNTED the duck across the yard. He was obviously baffled by our frowny faces and protests. With a dumbfounded (and somewhat disgusted) look on his face, he went back inside and Max and I went looking for more entertainment. It didn't take long...

One of the chickens had gotten in the house. Now, the sane person would what? RIGHT...shoo them out, but the person desperate for amusement would call his buddy and shut all the doors so the chicken can't get out. One of the perks of having a veterinarian as a roommate is that they know some really funny things to do with animals... You ever hypnotize a chicken? Well if you answered 'NO', youll ahve to wait until I post the video...SORRY!


...and here comes the pitch......