The morphine has worn off or maybe I've built a tolerance to it.............

Well, I've realized that Stage 5 is going to be either keep fighting the negativity of this place or to just pack it in. I've got no real reason to be here, the protests are still going on, I can't go out because of the protests, I'm alone every weekend and I can go 48 hours without seeing or speaking to anyone. This has got to be the worst situation I have ever been in. Don't pity me or feel sorry for me, I can take the very next plane out of here if I choose to do so. That decision may come very soon if my mood doesn't change soon. I give this place exactly 14 more days and that's my final attempt in trying to make something of this stay. Life here is extremely difficult if you can't wash away some of this daily stress and the country is absolutely draining in every aspect. If you're a woman like myself then you will always be scared to do some of the things you normally do at home. It's just not safe, not tourist friendly nor can you find anything civilized the way Americans or Europeans are used to.

I'm counting down and waiting for either a miracle of God or the plane home. Either way, there is something to look forward to.