Day 11
Morning exercises for some of the soldiers residing on the
island. Was I supposed to take this picture? Oh well.
The entrance to the clinic for Becky's final medical exam:
One more unusual place for Becky to study:
8.5 kg (before filling 2 diapers, at least);
Little does she know that there are other places that thermometer could
have gone:
Yes, I can hear:
Look at the size of that melon!
ShaSha to the rescue again. Jenny and I not sure how to sugar
coat Becky's hospitalization without potentially complicating her exit:
Doc keeps at it though. We get the green light in the end.
Some schoolkids off on a stroll.
Groups of people exercising like this were common all over the
island. There was a boombox playing some music.
Not a bad place to stay overall: