Welcome to Africa

So, on my third trip to Africa, I got what is painfully familiar to many travelers in Africa: the “African runs.” Im not sure if it is the food, the water (yes, I do brush my teeth with tap water), or a combination of jetlag, altitude, and somewhat greasy food, but since Thursday night I have been suffering from shakes, cold sweats, dizziness, and yes, the runs (the funny thing even the Ethiopians call them "the runs"). I skipped the workshop on Friday since I could barely sit up and lay in bed for most of the day trying to regain some kind of conscientiousness. Saturday was not much better, except for increasing hunger pangs and the inability to eat anything made it a bit worse. Sadly, I missed actually getting off campus, doing some sightseeing and shopping, and interacting with the others from the workshop. So much for boasting about my strong Russian system...apparently, Ethiopia was too much for it (Needless to say, Im done with Ethiopian food, which used to be one of my favorite cuisines).