So whenever one is transplanted from one part of the globe to the other, one is bound to run across new people, new plants, new animals, new germs.
I managed to get sick first and yesterday was the worst of the entire thing. Seriously, I felt like an oven on thanksgiving day, 400 degrees and going All....day....long. Sweat was pouring off me like a monsoon, it was that bad.
Eventually things got better, and now I only have a sore throat and cough, but of course, now everyone else is in the cooking stages.
Anwyays, other then being sick, things are good. We're next on the list for a townhouse here on base, so it's only a matter of time before we get one. whheee!
Till next time!
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