Get Back

Home from my brief adventure in Another Country, where I narrowly escaped death from E. coli water, roaming packs of probably rabid dogs, MDR-TB exposure (pending PPD) and amphetamine-fueled traffic to perform some ultimately insignificant but nevertheless rewarding work. 

Returned to the Big City to find temperatures just as cold as when I left and only three voicemails from short-staffed charge nurses asking me to come in.  My first shift back from vacations are always disasters, and I can't wait to see what this week has in store. 

In other news, duty free is the best thing in the world.