All Downhill

Rain is one of the things I miss the most about America. And heat has been one of the hardest things to get used to in Mali. Which means that I pretty much adore rainy season out here. It's short and sweet...and still hot...and a lot more humid...but it RAINS...and for a few glorious hours afterwards it feels fantastic outside.

Rainy season also means that your electricity goes out a lot more. And the other day, the 3 of us were sitting at our kitchen table working on some stuff and the electricity kept going out. We were getting a little agitated because we needed the internet...and most importantly, a fan. But then it would come back on and we'd celebrate briefly. Then it went off for a longer while...but THIS time we noticed that it was all dreary-looking outside...and the wind was kind of picking up. We ran outside and sat on our porch and waited...while everyone else on our street packed up everything to run inside. I know...crazy white girls. It got crazy windy and then slowly...one by one...giant cold raindrops started falling. Then the wind picked up and the rain came faster. The kind that makes you suck all your air in real fast when it hits you because you were just sitting in a 100 degree living room and now you're being pelted by cold rain. We stayed until we were soaked through and couldn't stand the cold any longer. I bet it got down to 80 degrees out there! Rainy days are ALWAYS good days...even if you do get the truck stuck in the mud :)