Stepping Out of the Boat

broke her foot. After much ado and a trip to the hospital, she arrived back at the apartment with this gigantic cast and news that she isn't allowed to leave the apartment for a week, and she has to keep the cast on for three weeks. She and Kari are planning to go to Peru over spring break - they've already booked their tickets and tour - and luckily, she'll get her cast off three days before it's time for them to fly out. That was a close one.


Now, she just has to live with being stuck in the apartment for a week straight. This is day three.


Today, Kari got two wisdom teeth taken out by a dentist here in the city, and she had a really rough time of it. Rebecca went with her and said that it was aquite an ordeal. So, tomorrow, Sonya will have some company at home. Kari will be eating applesauce while Sonya hops around on her crutches. At least they both have company.



The other night, just as I (Claire) was headed to bed, the electricity went out. Since the air conditioner doesn't work on our little battery, I went to open the windows and turn on the fan. When I got to the fan, I was surprised to find a fairly large lizard lounging INSIDE the cage of the fan. I didn't want to turn it on because I didn't want lizard guts to fly everywhere, but I really needed the fan. John ended up taking the fan out onto the landing outside our apartment to try to coax the lizard onto the outside of the fan so he could catch it and take it up to the roof. After a little while, he was successful. My plans to go to bed early were foiled yet again... and just when I was on the edge of the cliff of deep sleep, ready to fall off into oblivion, the electricity came back on and I had to get up and close all the windows and turn on the air conditioner.

It is virtually impossible to have house plants here - since the end of December. Rebecca and Sonya have been trying to keep basil plants alive and smiply haven't been able to. We recently bought a house plant, and we are taking care of it just like we were told, but it's dieing nonetheless. All of us have been trying to figure out why we can't keep plants alive, and the mystery was solved this week. I bet you're holding your breath to find out. Well, as it turns out, the ladies who come to clean our apartments like to take care of our plants, too - by watering them with the soapy and bleachy water they use to clean. So, our plants will die no matter how well we take care of them. Oh, well.