Week 43: Back to Village Life

Sadly there were no metal cowboys to be found this week, however, I did feel vaguely like a cowboy (okay more like a dairy farmer) as I learned how to milk the goats my land-lady keeps

Term two at school has started up and the temperature has dropped. Morning temperatures this week reached a whopping 27 degrees Fahrenheit, which lead me to put on all of the warm things I owned and then dance around my house singing, “I am a marshmallow, marshmallow, marshmallow.” The temperature is likely to reach the 60s by the afternoon, which brings an end to my marshmallow dance and the feeling back to my toes. As a native Chicagoan I am used to temperatures much colder for longer periods of time, however, I am also used to insulation, central heating, and indoor plumbing. Lucky for me, the winter is much shorter in Moshana than it is in Chicago.