The Common Cold

Today I am not very attractive. Maybe it's the red nose, swollen face or the sea of tissues that I'm bathing in; the common cold can be brutal when it hits you. It wasn't that long since I recovered from the previous one, I even know the word for "cold" in the local language, which is sad in itself. I had to cancel all my plans for the day and spent pretty much the whole day in bed watching House.

I said many months ago I would become better at resting, setting off one day a week to rest and focus inward instead of outward; I have to confess it wasn't very successful. So when I refuse to rest it seems like my body's forcing me to rest, like today. And I feel God is siding with my body, which makes me a little bit grumpy.

Conversation of the day:
God "How was your day of rest?"
Me "I don't like being sick"
God "If you get better will you still make tomorrow a day of rest?"
Me "Eh I, I have stuff to do and I planned to..."
God "You might want to cancel your plans and buy another box of tissues"

He always wins

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Shirtless But Not Heartless

This weekend I visited the island Fotoba with some local friends of mine. There I met Alseny, a 10 year old whom when he got to choose said he wanted to be my husband rather than my son. He is now owner of my favourite shirt, the one I used to wear all the time. I put it on him after our swim as he was shivering, and he later asked me with sad puppy eyes if he would have to return it before I left. Of course he could keep it, if someone loves that shirt more than I do I bet it's him!

Here's a little video from our post swim dance party on the beach...

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Kindia Video

Last week I left Conakry to visit the farm where our agricultural program is located, about four hours drive from the ship. It was a great time and I really enjoyed being off the ship and surrounded by nature rather than metal. 

 Music by the American/Guinean duo Joe Driscoll & Sekou Kouyate, from their album Faya.

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