Yesterday was my low. I had been upset when the children would not let me play soccer with them because I was a girl, and my heart had broken when I was brought a baby mammal (possibly a mongoose or a cane rat, though it was too young to identify) with it’s tiny body convulsing in the palm of my hand. Yesterday was lower than that.
Sunday, June 1, 2014 Since we arrived in Marokie we have had little downtime that is not about sweating, bathing or fending off eager children. Everything is wet. Everything stays wet. It rains everyday, it is always at 100% humidity and pushing 95º F and you sweat even when it is overcast.