The Fly Lords

So being out in the village is starting to wear me out a little bit. Other than the bad food/no toilet/no shower our sleeping conditions aren't really the best either. Luckily we have our own room with two beds. The beds basically consist of a board laying across two wood horses with a blanket on top. There is also some other stuff in the corner of our room that I don't really want to go through. I'm thinking if I do I might find something alive. We've been sleeping in our clothes every night and I don't really get under the covers all that much. I've also been keeping my extra shirt (yeah... I've been wearing the same clothes the past 3 days) on top of the pillow to hopefully keep some of the nastiness off my head. They did clean our beds when we got here. I was luck enough to have mine already made, but I saw the granny clean M_'s and that didn't exactly make me feel great. Basically she lifted up the sheet until all of the debris (M_ thinks it was rat poop but I'm telling myself it was just dirt) fell into the floor. We've managed to keep most of the flies out of our room by keeping the door closed all day. The problem is that granny keeps going into the room to get stuff and she'll leave the door open and then the flies will be back again. And I don't just mean a few flies, I mean hundreds of flies. I've never been around so many flies in my life. Nobody here seems to care or notice but whenever you go into any room in the house you'll be accompanied by at least 500 or so flies. If you just sit and listen you can hear them (strangely it is the same kind of sound you get out of a seashell). I've found myself hanging out in the kitchen next to the fire because the smoke at least will keep them off of you. We worked in the field for a few hours this morning but had to quit just before lunch because of the rain. It has been raining every day here and the field turns to complete mud. Today it rained all afternoon and M_ and I watched some Brian Regan on the Ipod for a couple hours. We later went and watched a J film with some of the road workers. It actually led to a couple of conversations and a few of the guys were asking some good questions. We went back out to the field at about 7pm and worked for another hour and a half until it got too dark. There weren't any fun stories about food today. We had eaten most of the pork; however we did have leftovers for lunch. I'll be the first one to tell you that it is true that pig head definitely tastes better the 2nd day. The good thing about today is that we also had some veggies to go with it so I tried to load up on potatoes and bean curd (which I've actually grown to like). So other than our friends wife dropping pig head and liver into my bowl, which she does a lot..., the food today has been pretty decent. I am very excited about going home. We are supposed to leave in the morning and M_ and I have made plans to go grab a burger once we get back to town. Things in town have changed a lot the past few years and they have a few more western types of things and one of them is an English pub that serves good hamburgers. I don't think I have ever looked more forward to a shower and a good meal.