Slept pretty bad lastnight, waking up for the toilet and because the wooden bed and sack of flour/grain for a pillow just wasn't doing anything for me. Maybe also because Liam and I slept in separate beds lastnight for the first time in over a week due to the silent treatment fiasco. At about 3am I was woken by Liam calling me from across the room convinced there was a rat in here. I didn't take him seriously at first because he wakes most nights thinking something is on the net or something when it's not. But after listening for a while I heard something too. He had been to the toilet and heard rats outside so brought our shoes in and must have let a rat on too. I asked him to look, which apparently he was but it was from on his bed inside the net which to me isn't looking! So I had to get up and scout around, moving things and shining the torch in corners whilst holding our box/bin to dump over it. Despite searching I couldn't find anything, I even looked up on the rafters to see if it had climbed up but nothing to be found. I moved a few things up onto the chair to try and stop it being chewed and Liam put our sealed at of goodies under the net with him. I still don't know if it was a rat, it could have been anything but nothing seems to be chewed and surely if it was a rodent it would have chewed something. Never mind.... Last night here tonight!
I woke at 7 again busting for the toilet with a headache, surprise surprise a bloody headache. Went to get more panni and had a bit more time in bed just lying down appreciating the darkness for a while. I was putting off getting up knowing I had some bits of washing to do again so the stuff we don't use on the trek isn't left in our bags all week to go stale.
Sita made more of the mystery rice that sick people have, and also gave Liam it too. I prefer it really. I started packing a bit for our trek whilst Liam sorted some stuff then we headed off for our last day. The medical centre was ok, nothing different from any other day. It was proven again that the staff know nothing about antibiotics when a lady came in complaining of a fever. But I checked her temp and blood pressure which were perfect. Didi double checked, perfect. Checked in her ears, in her throat, all ok no physical signs of anything....what does she give her? Amoxicillin. I said, why on earth are you giving her that? But no real answer. Later a lay who we saw last week came in with terrible ear pain. It made me feel the pain just looking at her. We'd given her ear drops last week, and she had also been to the hospital since then who had given her other ear drops and antibiotics. Didi seemed appalled that she had been given antibiotics?? I said to her, she has an ear infection that is really bad...she is the only patient I've come across since being here that I would agree needed antibiotics and you're saying no antibiotics! Very very strange. I said i had enoyed my time at the centre but there were a few improvements needed....which would begin when people started listening to the volunteers! Anyway my 2 and a bit hours passed and I left, looking forward to my last 5 classes and not feeling like i was going to miss the centre one bit!
Once up at the school it became clear that it wasn't a normal day as I walked into the staff room and Liam had all the teachers rearranging and tidying, barking orders left right and centre. He hadnt taught all morning, He is so bossy. But they did everything he said with no question. It was another hour of sorting before it was all done, the amount of use and dirt was unbelievable and they seemed unable to organise without instruction. I had a little stone hit me on the arm today where somebody threw it at us which is very frustrating when youre there to help and a couple of boys ruin the atmosphere. It wasnt much trouble though and it was suddenly tiffin time, the usual of curried potato, onion, some hard nut/seeds and something similar to chickpeas. After chia we finally went to class with about 15 minutes of it left. None of the lessons from then on we're quite lessons. I sort of played hangman with one class getting them to spell stuff, standard abc and 123 stuff with the tiny people, and then some hand washing practice, followed by going from class to class saying goodbye. Same for Liam really, I don't think either of us taught much today. We were given loads and loads of flowers by each pupil in a few classes and were sang a few songs, it was all from Liam's older classes though so although aimed at the 2 of us I tried to stay back a bit as they were his pupils.
We then had more flowers given to us by the teachers, ceremonial Tikas painted on our heads and certificates to give thanks for our help. We left then, flowers round our necks in our hair in our hands; with Liam issuing last orders on how to take care of the new wireless mice. We had a party of students following us home today. We both gave some of our handheld flowers to Corsilla, bibas' cousin, which she really liked.
We got back and had noodles, chilled out a bit on the porch before packing our rucksacks. It's hard trying to figure out what to take due to the weight and size of the bags. Roti with dal baht today, always enjoyed. I think they're a bit like pancakes, Liam doesn't agree but there was one left which I got some sugar for and it was like pancake day!
I'm currently in bed, listening to the nature sounds. Liam is taking pictures of the night sky. We get up at 6am to walk down the mountain about 2 hours to get to the nearest ATM before meeting our guide at 8.30 for the journey to langtang. God help us both.
