Too much beer

This is about the fifth time I've attempted to close Firefox down so that I can nap a little and recuperate some of the sleep I lost last night. Note the attempts were unsuccessful because I am still writing.

I just wanted to say that I am happily sitting in a bed in Room 3 of a guesthouse on the hills of Kigali somewhere surrounded by: 1) gated embassies, 2) Radio voices speaking in Kinyarwanda, 3) whoops of laughter from the Vivian, the zimbabwean physiotherapist living in room 7, and 4) little bird chirps.

Since I'm trying to stop blogging, I promise that stories about the Kili ascent, Norwegian invasions, the imprecision of Precision Air ("Tanzania's Finest"), and the arrival and first day of teaching at the Centre Hospitalier-Universitaire de Kigali at 7 AM will follow in the next few days.