I'm telling you, African storms are
something else. It's mind blowing to the nth degree! The storms are
events that I've never heard or seen anything like'em. A furious
drum roll of thunder lasting well over 10 seconds, followed by
terrifying streaks of lightening, howling desert winds that feel like
the roof is gonna blow off, and yes, I scream and shout, or jump out
of my skin at every flash and roll. Even Keoki was startled at this one---he jumped right into bed with me and didn't move! As if we need reminders that it
is the end of rainy season, surprise surprise, the power is gone, and
gone is the water too. What a wild few days its been. I run out in the
torrential storm with my camera trying to catch a fantastic bolt of
lightening, but as I stand around, shaking from the cold and soaked to
the bone, the thunder rumbles, the lightening is coming, and instead
of holding steadfast to take a photo, I'm scared out of my wits, and
I run for cover.
Sitting here in the pitch dark with
only the light remaining of my iphone is a strange feeling that I've gotten used to in almost 2 years. It makes me think of the
things I don't have here and now, but really, all I need is an
insanely good read, and a good blanket to hunker under.
Time has shot by like an arrow—roughly 6
more months to go, and when you are a PCV, I've found that you come across
things that repulse you just as much as things entice you----like a scary storm. But in
between the frantic weather, the sun shines, and I yelp for Lefika to
come run with me into the bush so we can capture the rainbow that has
appeared, and which reminds me what a wonderful beauty a thunderstorm can bring!
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