Last night there was a strange smell in the air and the beam of the torch (there was no mains power) was very visible. This morning when I woke up, everything was orange. It was like a mist of dust everywhere. We actually made footprints in the house in the thin layer that had landed on the surfaces. I guess the dust has been sucked up from a desert area, maybe in the East of Ethiopia or Sudan and has now reached us and is suspended in the air.
At the weekend it was a local celebration linked to the local church, but which mostly consisted of two nights loud music, eating, drinking, singing and dancing until late. I went to one night, Göran managed to think of several excuses and managed to keep away from both nights!
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