Parle Vous HUH?

Last week I hosted two American exchange students in my village, Liz and Jane. Liz lives in New York. Jane is from Wala Wala Washington, home town of the Wala Wala onion I hear. It was exciting to host these girls for a few days. The girls both spoke amazing French. My French on the other hand is as good as my Swahili. It doesnt really exist. My luck though, my village doesnt speak much French, so it sucked for them. This story is neither funny nor exciting for any of you, other than the fact that Paul had two girls sleeping in his bed...without Paul. I had to sleep in my host brothers room. His bed gave me scabbies, or some other form of nasty rash on my arms. Hope they make a cream for that.