apology. Without electricity and Internet, it is not so easy, the blog to get upright. To post in Lanhouse I must also leave my paradise. Where there is so much to do.
the parade, we all survived just fine. After a week, and 5 trips I had caught all the cats and brought to the new home. A few of the eight were a little pissed about the transport. A few others found the wilderness far from great. Especially live there still wild relatives of them.
On one of the first day we heard a loud hissing the same as next door to a lion in a cage. With machete and stick to the direction we are mackerel, came out of the hiss. We have seen nothing, except greens. We heard, however, the Liebesmiaue and growl of the wild cats. A little scary if I did not know that they are still more afraid of us humans.
meantime, we have settled in us, a few bamboo planted, the little hut further developed, prepared the room for toilet and bathroom. Then came the rainy season and with it the break. The street has come back to the mud road. And I've probably laughed at malaria. Nor do the doctors not comment. Finally, Carnival is upon us, and malaria is a notifiable disease, which could dampen the tourism a bit. I am however also been dampened a little. Every 48 hours chills, fever, Schwitzanfälle, bone pain. For 14 minutes I would actually have chills again. As far as this is the very German malaria, on time, as the time clock. Maybe it's finally over. Two weeks range. For a week I drink tea from a plant that the Indians have already hergenommen for malaria control. It started looking up. Now there are 17 minutes. I think it's really over. Still, I'm going to upload more quickly the photos. Should again use a fever, I went to .... that is no longer able
I take me firmly to write again next weekend ... Promised ....
