For lunch, we went to a catering service, but this quickly turned into dinner. Getting food at restaurants here is an adventure all on its own. Many times, the menu doesn't convey what the restaurant actually has available. Our worst experience with this was at the Kate Memorial Hotel restaurant, which has a seven page menu, yet so far we've tried ordering dozens of dishes and have only ever gotten to eat fries. The biggest challenges are coffee and ice cream. I've hunted these at every restaurant I've been to and yet somehow every single one has failed to serve it to us even if we ordered it. Sometimes we get entertaining excuses (“we don't have bowls to serve the ice cream in”), and other times we get a funny look, as if the waiter has never heard of this dish before or that they find the idea of them serving you a dish they have on the menu is ridiculous. We've also come to accept that food for a table is never served all at once. We've thrown the polite mannerism of waiting to eat before everyone has a meal out the window, since dishes arrive over the course of 30-90 minutes. Instead, the lucky few whose meals come out first share the wealth with the hungry last. At today's lunch, for instance, I ordered a simple plate of fried yams, and everyone's dish, including some people's second and third dish, arrived before mine, so I finished the leftovers of two other meals before mine arrived 2 hours later.
Shreya and Roxane were not feeling well during lunch/dinner, so Ernest took them to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed them with malaria without any tests, and gave them anti-malarials. Since they only act as a prophylactic if you don't have malaria and will treat it if you do, it at least won't hurt them. It seems odd that they would get it since they haven't been bitten and have been using their nets and malaria meds just like the rest of us, but whatever they have, I hope they get better soon!