Sunday, September 21, 2014

Handwashing everywhere...

While I was in Kakata helping out with PST, an odd happening started to occur.  Every shop I wanted to enter to look at something, be it a cell phone, lappa, or biscuits for my homestay family, I was required to wash my hands.  Every time I wanted to visit Kem’s Guesthouse for a drink with new friends after a day of sessions, I was required to wash my hands.

Handwashing station in Monrovia
(Photo credit - UN)

Rumors of Ebola were around town, and the general thought was that if you washed your hands with a bleach water solution, you would stay a little cleaner and help protect yourself from contracting Ebola.  I never thought it would become as serious as it did so quickly…

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