So here I am, less than two months away from my departure. One might think that I'd be growing increasingly anxious as the date approached, but thanks to a constant stream of disappointing events, I find myself not being able to contain my excitement and zeal for my trip, and can certainly find no reason to be apprehensive about it. I need to make myself remember to call the Department of Health so that they can hook me up with some anti-malarial drugs. I've been told that they cost upwards of $7 per pill here in the U.S., but less than [View Full Entry]

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