African Repetitive Stress Injury

Well, I've seen what my job will be like, I think. I spent yesterday
in the office doing data work and developing carpal tunnel syndrome.
(Seriously. My laptop is freaking death trap for forearms.) Today I
went to the field with my tracking team. I don't speak a lick of
Swahili or Luhya, which would certainly improve things, but it was
still cool to drive around in the bush and stuff. We managed to find
11 of the students, which is pretty good for a days work.
Things are good. My first impression of Busia Town wasn't so
fantastic, but now that I've left the paved road (of which there is
only one) and gone for a run in the bush, I'm pretty happy. Getting
chased by kids yelling "Mzungu, how are you?" hasn't quite gotten
annoying yet.
On a side note, I have a kitten that is a boy named Sue. Its job is
to keep the rats away.