As the sun went down it became cold quickly. Dinner was served at a long table with two lanterns. Outside, it is so dark on the mountaintop without all the lights of a city as we have at home. The moon is full and bright. The stars are a wonder to behold. A little way down the path a small cooking fire can be seen and people are gathered around it eating. I hear someone speaking in Swahili. The crickets are singing loudly. It is time to pull the mosquito net down around my sleeping mattress.
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