thoughts....

Landrover small.  Hot with windows closed to keep the dust out.  Hotter as we cram together to fit in.  Something has taken up as a hitchhiker between two of my toes.  I will need to take tweezers to it. I have had great difficulties trying to send you messages.  My phone has quick working.  How to describe for you the poverty here but the strength of spirit? The Bishop hasn't been able to send any but is able to use his phone to call home.Last night I had a spider that was the size of a third of the palm of my hand in my room!