so much for not drinking the water!

We were warned not to drink any water, eat salads etc as the water could be infected unless it came from sealed containers. Ha! We've been to the most fantastice (and embarrassing) wedding, and eaten the 8 course banquet, which was cooked out in the street, had my glass continually topped up with ice from who knows where, and eaten a traditional meal of snake fish, salad, rice and beef off a bedstead/table in a typical villager's house out in the country, about 2 hours down bone crunching dirt tracks in the back of a truck. I still don't have a dicky tummy, but it'll happen soon!

I'm struggling to put this experience into words someone who isn't here will understand. Road means a strung together collection of 1ft deep potholes where which side you drive on doesn't matter, the use of mirrors is expressly forbidden, horn compulsory. Sometimes the road works or verge is a smoother ride, so the driver takes it! Mopeds are the transport ofchoice. A whole family of five can ride at once, or three live pigs tied on on their backs, or about 80 slaughtered chickens tied to poles. The dust is horrendous. Noone has a Chelsea Tractor here!

I've have been completely knocked down by the people we have met, cheerful and smiling, eager to help and treating us as if we are honoured guests. I'm not sure where my head is atwith this yet. Wait and see the pictures!