Elli and I shared the last piece of the Marabou chocolate Vivi gave me at my Christmas-Goodbye party. It had melted and been frozen again a couple of times, but it still tasted amazing.
It’s strange, I rarely eat Marabou when I’m home, but abroad. Marabou is like a little piece of Sweden.
Today, we had time to do some laundry, I took care of some correspondence and, as you probably have noticed, managed to update the blog to the present. It feels good. There is a tangible satisfaction in writing for me. I feel content, physically.
The day has been calm and except from the faint shouts from the demonstrations this morning, things seem to have been very calm here today. We have heard, though, that in Ouagadougou, about a million took to the streets. We’re expecting to be able to go out into the field again tomorrow, and when Desiré called to confirm with the CVD of the village where we’re going, Rallo, he was told that they had prepared for our visit. People are so generous with their time and prayers here.
So. Work goes on. Don’t expect any more updates anytime soon.
Katja Malmborg 