It is Sunday. The day began in the plane. Because of time changes, most of the day is spent in the plane, going from New York to Brussels, Brussel to Freetown, via Dakar, Senegal, Conakry, Guinea on our Brussels airlines flight. Sitting next to me was a young man, Sam, who was from Wales. He was going over as part of the British Red Cross to work in Konama. There were a number of ex-pats in the plane, all going to Freetown as part of an Ebola response from one or the other organization.
We arrived at the airport in the evening. It was dark. From the airport, we were driven by bus to a ferry stop (here is picture taken athe ferry stop that showed us our first public sign (outside the airport) regarding Ebola; we would see numerous signs everywhere.
and took a Sea Coach ferry for about 30 minutes in the pitch dark. On the other wide, we got into a bus and drove to King’s road, where PIH had an apartment building. I got to share an apartment on the 4th floor with a Sierra Leonian, Edward Vandy (an RN from the UK who had been working with GOAL and was now returning to work with PIH), and two nurses, Kim and JoAnne. The apartment had 3 rooms, a hall, kitchen and 2 bathrooms. The men got one half (with 2 rooms) and the women shared a room with bunk beds. The apartment was surprisingly comfortable, with a television, air conditioning in the rooms and spotty internet. After settling in for the night and calling Amy, I went to bed at 12:30 am. Here is a view from our apartment…
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