We just ran through the start of another torrential downpour, and had the pleasure of being made fun of by several taxi drivers as we sprinted (penguined) past them. We’re at Mulago hospital right now, waiting to meet and interview the head of Ob/Gyn here. We decided to grab some samosas and chapatti before heading to our first meeting, because it’s almost 2 and we haven’t eaten in forever. We are sitting in a room that might be a closet, and there is another guy here, who seems to be deeply engrossed in whatever ancient textbooks he’s reading. Annet has her headphones plugged into her phone and is singing along to her South African gospel music, which doesn’t seem to be bothering the really concentrated guy. She just handed me a headphone and had me listen to some of it…and I must look super bored now, because she just asked me, “I’ll sing for you?”
