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: