You do you dont, you will you won't....

So anyway I woke up yesterday morning with a terrible pain in my stomach. Then before I knew it I was crouched over the toilet throwing up. Had breakfast and then threw up again. It was only on my second trip of performing this uncomfortable activity that I realized my vomit seemed to have a bit of blood in it. Shit, Im thinking This CANNOT be good! So I immediately took some drastic action to remedy the situation: I drank plenty of water and slept all afternoon although I didnt eat anything else all day. Today I ate a piece of bread so gingerly you would think it had been prepared at the Chernobyl Nuclear plant. Thankfully I didnt throw up, so fingers crossed the problem is solved. My mother was teasing me about whether this was merely an advanced hangover, but I had only had two beers the night before about three hours apart. Infact, for a guy who goes out drinking fairly often I am a wannabe drunk- I must have got drunk only about three times since I came to Kigali.
Random highlights of my time here so far:
-Getting into an 'accident' while on my way to KBC with a few other people. The driver- who was surely drunk- slammed into the kerb when we approached KBC, ignored the security guards who tried to stop him and then sped on stopping about five minutes from our destination while everyone in the car jst got out in shock. The guy hopped out, looked at his tyre (which I assume was pretty fucked) then said 'goodnight' and drove off leaving us still shell-shocked although a bit amused. And we didnt have to even pay him so at the end of the day it was a free ride. There was something about that incident that captured the comic absurdities of Kigali.
-Being taken for dinner at intercontinental and then drinks at Mille Collines (approximate bill: about 15,000 francs) by a guy I barely know but who knew my friends cousin (and there was about six of us and he paid for everything). However he knew his film and we had a long, interesing discussion together with Adam. For at least one night, I lived the high life in Kigali, make no mistake.
-The night I found myself in Gikondo watching acrobats and miming musicians. Even while sober, it was completely surreal.
-Arguing about the law of provocation with Sunny whilst under the influence at a party.

ALSO:
-Not having a radio to listen to my CD's is a bit depressing.
-Hey Jojo, if you are reading this- Thanks for your help.
-Tesi: I am so envious about the Coldplay concert. Be ready to give me all the details when I catch you on messenger.