Pity can be powerful tool. As I was walking out of the clinic today with Myra, I mentioned how hungry and poor I felt. Instantly, she offered to treat me to dinner at an Ethiopian restaurant right next door to the clinic. It was such good food. How very nice of her to take care of me like that. I've got nice friends.

I've scrounged up enough change to buy myself a bubble tea now, so off I go...