That's right, just got here and I'm already leaving! To Mukinge from Lusaka, that is. Thanks to all who were worried about my guitar; British Air managed to locate it and forwarded it on, so we're back in tune and rocking the African night. Gotta drown out those birds.
I had my interview for my Zambian medical license today, during which they quizzed me on my knowledge of Chinese medicine and wanted to know the proper nerve block for chronic pancreatitis. Apparently medicine in Zambia is trickier than I thought. They gave me my letter despite my ignorance, thankfully.
The plane ride out is on Thursday. I had the opportunity to visit an orphanage here in town, where I met a kid named David. He had gotten to the orphanage after his parents died. He went to live with his uncle, and during a trip to town lost his uncle's bicycle (it was stolen). His uncle got mad, so he tied him to his bed and set the house on fire. He ended up with second degree burns on his hands and face. He's in the orphanage now getting his medical care taken care of.
Poverty sucks. So do people like that uncle. Keep praying for the country here.
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Matt,
Like the site. Here in splendid Rock springs for a couple of days. I can only say that you would probably welcome the 6 degree weather that we are having. Glad to here that you made it in save and sound. I look foward to reading more in the coming weeks.
Pearson sends his best donkey love for you.
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