Anything can happen...

When you're in a developing country, anything can happen, and you should definitely expect it to. The day started off well. We had a nice breakfast at the hotel, and feeling pleasantly full, we headed over to the Hilton for a massage. After that, we made our way to Mercato to buy a battery for the camera and phone, which cost 600 birr. We also managed to buy some Malarone from a French couple who had extra malaria pills. We got a pack for 60 dollars. As the morning went on, I started to feel warmer and more tired, so we decided to return to the hotel. It turned out I had developed a fever. It wasn't long before I found myself making frequent trips to the bathroom. It's surprisingly easy to get diarrhea in this country; the hygiene is just incredibly poor. By the evening, my fever had reached 39.4 degrees Celsius. We knew we had to do something, so we went to a 24-hour clinic called Gabriel, which is said to be one of the best places Addis has to offer. The doctors weren't allowed to take a blood sample, which we were too nervous to let them do. We decided to wait and see how the fever progressed overnight. If it got worse, we would have to head back to Denmark. There simply isn't any acceptable medical care available in the country. Aid organizations fly their staff to hospitals in other countries—not Ethiopia.