an entry somewhere else

My flight from Jakarta arrived at the Makassar airport around 12.45a this morning. I went to bed around 2a and got up at 7a. I needed to do some work as I found out that the project I’m working on has to spend the rest of the money before the end of the month or we lose it. One would think that spending wads of cash that isn’t from a personal bank account is easy; it’s not so easy.In the span of about a week, I have to plan the grand opening of the center, allowing funds for teachers to come from all over Sulawesi, particularly the parts where there is a strict travel advisory. Plus, I have to make some plays for the three largest cities in Papua, Ternate in the Malukus, and Ambon. This is my first planning of a shindig of this magnitude. Embassy personnel will be coming, the executive director of Fulbright Indonesia will most likely come to plug the programs (plus, he’s a good friend and former ELF), the university president, etc. That’s what I get to do this week (and teach). Actually, I’m going to sleep after writing this.

The continuing fungal fun is abating slightly. I broke down and went to a clinic in Jakarta. The doctor took a couple scrapes of the scaly skin off my foot for a microscope slide to narrow down the possibilities (aside: the actual bill says ‘bacterial culture genital’). You have to take my that it was my foot she scraped. Anyhow, I sat for a bit while the verdict was processed. The doctor told me this, ‘Congratulations, you have not one, but two types of fungus growing on your skin.’ I nodded that I understood. Why be surprised at that. The good doctor wrote a prescription for Sporanox, an oral anti-fungal, and a mixture of creams that will attack the fungi. The fungi is starting to clear up, but that doesn’t stop me from having to ‘cream up’ until the five bottles of topical are gone. I’m taking bets on how long it will be before the fungus returns and on the location. Good luck!