Oh, Cheese

I got sick for the first time in Bangladesh-- the day after eating Pizza Hut. The "cheese" was a little funky. Maybe that's what did it. Or it might be side effects from the malaria pills. Otherwise, my body seems to be adjusting pretty well. I heard horror stories of other volunteers falling ill for weeks. We're told that, in all likelihood, it will happen to us too. Knock on wood; I'm fine thus far. I've had several new experiences-- heart burn from ultra-spicy food; getting carsick from the erratic driving on twisty, bumpy roads; and who knew bug bites came in so many shapes and sizes?! But nothing major, not yet!

The three new teachers! In our first salwar kameez.