Lots to tell you all!

Thursday was a good day went to the market with witness again and got some african trousers made-we're all going to wear them on the plane home so we'll be easy to spot at heathrow.Apparently i have 40 inch legs which i thought was quite impressive...

On thursday night after the BBQ and lots of Konyagi 20 of us crammed into some taxis and headed to Via Via. Dr Lee-a korean surgeon from the hospital, the one who amputated the mans leg was there with all his korean friends who were all crazy. We were dancing with them for a while then i got dragged into the middle of the circle and made to dance with Dr.Lee...he then got down on one knee and so i didnt know what to do so i got down on one knee too and everybody cheered...apparently this was a proposal that i may have accidently accepted so i ran away.

After my escape we were all outside dancing-away from Dr Lee when the pharmacist from the hospital came up to us and started dancing..somehow he remembered my name and to cut a long story short we eventually ended up having to run away from him aswell. So placement on mondays going to be lovely and awkward especially as I am now placed in the surgical department for the forseeable future...

Friday was a very lazy day consisting of going out for lunch, sleeping and saying goodbye to more people...me,jess,annie and laura are now the people in the house who have been there the longest and we've still got another month left! It has flown by though but its getting exhausting meeting new people,learning their names and then saying goodbye.

Yesterday (saturday) was a hilarious day but my legs are now killing. We hired out a tiny dala dala and a driver which we crammed 18 of us into. It picked us up at 6am before the sun had risen and once we had all crammed ourselves into the little tin can of a thing we headed for the slopes kilimanjaro to see the waterfalls-the driver was playing regae music full blast throughtout the two hour journey,going way too fast resluting in numerous bruises due to lack of seatbelts. When we finally got to Marangu it was pouring it down and our guide told us it was an hour walk to the waterfalls.

As usual i came well equipt for the hours treck up very rocky and muddy slopes with my sandals and shorts. Luckily i had my nursing shoes in my bag which were a bit more practical and so i put them on before all 18 of us began the treck,looking like absolute idiots and falling over ALOT (note to self clarks nursing shoes are not for climbing mountains)...

Our guide was useless and the only thing he taught us all day was how to swear in swahili and he told us this clearly made up story about how there used to be a snail in one of the bushes in marangu who could lick human beings back to life, apparently they used to take dead bodies there,leave them in the bush, the snail would then find them and lick them and the dead would be bought back to life-he concluded this story by telling us that the snail was killed by humans in the 1980's which is a shame as it would have come in really useful at mount meru hospital.He also left us slower ones behind and didnt actually know anything about the waterfalls...it all added to the hilarity of the trip though and we were all glad when he slipped and fell in the waterfall socking his trousers-he hated us even more when we all laughed at this and took photos.

At one of the waterfalls which our guide told us he 'couldnt be arsed' to show us we were all climbing over the very slippery rocks trying not to fall to our deaths with no help what so ever from our guide, a naked man appeared out of no where and jumped off the waterfall-i have pictures. This crazy man somehow survived this jump, climbed back up the rocks, got dressed (thankgod),befriended our 'guide' and followed us for the rest of our trip.

After seeing the waterfalls and paddiling in them and gettign loads of great photos our guide said he was taking us to 'the best restaurant in marangu'...after walking past the biggest rubbish tip ever which had cows grazing on it and being hasseled by a man with a lizard on a stick demanding money we arrived at the 'best restaurant in marangu'-i wouldnt like to see the worst. Our guide ordered us all chicken and chips,we ate the chips but chickens definitely dont come in that shape so we left that. It was really cheap though so we cant complain. Our guide then got really annoyed with us when he realsied we werent going to be paying for his and his girlfriends lunch-seeing as we'd all just payed him to be the worst guide ever. We somwhow arrived home safely after another reggae fueled journey-our driver had also clearly been waiting for us all day in the local bar too and spent the journey coughing up flem then spitting out the window and going even faster than on the way there which we didnt think was possible! Jess is convinced she has a parasite in her leg from the waterfalls and says she can feel it wriggling around in her leg-its only because shes reading a book at the moment about aliens which invade humans...she needs to be lickied by one of the healing snails.

All our legs are killing today so we're not doing much until we go and watch the football at our local sports bar this evening.COME ON ENGLAND!!!!