We are wheels down in the capital. We got the same apartment that we had on our last day here before, which means we are completely lost. Heading out to Aaron's region tomorrow morning. Jet lag in full effect. Plane ride was a new low of misery, roughly comparable to enduring an appendectomy performed with a dinner knife and without anesthesia. With jet lag, though, it feels more like we had a lobotomy.
Skype calls are welcome at our new phone number: 38 099 470-6792.
Going to ground now to rest. More later.