Dinner tonight is some dry biscuits and a bottle of coke.
I was definitely Ferrangi priced in the little shack that passes for a shop for this feast.
Every restaurant in the town is closed owing to the water outage.
The shit is building up around town and the next toddler to bounce up to me, jamming his sticky little hand in mine is going to get minced.
It’s a cholera outbreak just waiting to happen. The internet has also been down for most of the last two days and has just gone again.
Surprisingly the electricity has been quite stable for a change.
It couldn’t have come at a better time. Just as I reach the puking phlegm stage of a cold.
My toilet bowl is full of vomit and has been since this morning.
Apparently the villagers contacted whatever department deals with water and they promised to send someone out this afternoon.
It’s now 19:37 and the evening monsoon storm is about to roll in.
As if anything is going to get fixed in that!
I think my next voyage will be Switzerland.
Probably Dignitas if the last three days are anything to go by.
At least the Dignitas clinic has water and probably working Wifi.
Some Germans have arrived and are complaining loudly.
There’s not a lot the hotel receptionist can do although he did work miracles on my cold.
A concoction of tea, some mystery local herbs, garlic and something he assured me is unique to Ethiopia, ‘honey’.
It meant I progressed quickly to the nasty final green vomit stage-and then the water went.