More than a year later... I'm finally updating this space. There's a lot to catch up on. In the past year, we've endured flame-engulfed public transportation, a rebar puncture wound to Andrew's foot, scorpions, face control, water day, cold bucket baths, refrigerators that could explode, frozen toilets, Turkish toilets, parasites, and home-brew vodka.

To say "...and we've loved every minute of it!" would be overreaching just a bit, but we are tolerating every moment and even loving a few fairly regularly. I'm gonna break the year down for you, in logical sections according to topic.

* Heto means later