It's six-o-clock in the morning and it's raining outside. I wonder why I'm up but I'm content with it, sleep has taken a different role in my life in the past week. I arrived back home yesterday after a Lesotho outreach. It was quite fantastic. I drew my first blood from a patient, cleaned up an impending medical waste screw up, caught sheep with the vets, injected everything from horses to puppies to eradicate pests, bathed in the river every afternoon, ate chicken feet and then to top off the unique experience I had a local beer with all my newly made friends on the adventure.

One of my mentors went with on the trip. Unfortunately I saw another side of him...one which I do not admire in the faintest of ways. He came across to me as a stranger in the rural setting, so uncomfortable and out of place that he seemed awkward. Exactly the opposite to me. It dawned on me while we were on our way back to my hometown that everyone is only human, everyone has those irritating aspects in their personality. We should try to stick to seeing the good in people and not stay ignorant to their faults but avoid and ignore them. This is going to be a challenge for me. Well, at least sometimes we can avoid the situation where that side of the personality is apparent but I've had first hand experience that it is also not possible at times.

The people that went with was as varied as box of Smarties.There was the 'centre of attention' ones, the 'I'm hiding my bi-polar disorder' ones and of course the 'judgey judgey religion eyes' agents. I've found that these types are always in my presence, and I'm pretty sure in yours as well, just in different ratios. I proudly practised my patience the week, not stripping my screws for anyone.

Nothing exceptionally funny happened on the trip except that the ladies, who are suppose to wear skirts at all times to cover their thighs and bottoms (the most erogenous zones for the men of Lesotho), wore bikini's when we went to take a bath in the river. I don't think the men happen to walk past the river knew what to do because that was the closest to porn that they have ever been exposed to. One decided that this opportunity would not present itself again in the near future and sat down, watching everyone with his one leg over the other, smirking all the way.

It's still raining.