Three weeks ago Chris and I finally moved out of our tent and into the Manager’s House. There is still a lot of work to be done on the house but it was good to get out of the tent, especially with the impending short rains about to start.
Last Saturday the painters painted the inside of the main bedroom in the Manager’s House so we duly moved our bed and cupboards out onto the patio so that they could do this. The weather was really beautiful that night and we decided to leave our bed on the patio and enjoy the evening.
The rains over the Congo had cleared the air of all the dust and the purple, distant mountains could be seen as the sun set. There was no moon that night and the sky was ablaze with specks of brilliant light. We lay in bed and looked out at the beautiful stars and the lights of the fishermen on the lake and realized how fortunate we were. Where else in the world could we sleep on our patio with no locked doors, no nagging fear of burglars or wild animals and with not a single sound apart from the odd hoot from an owl or shriek from the pennant-winged nightjars? There are not even mosquitos on Lupita because it is too far for them to fly so there is no threat of malaria. This really is a truly unique island.
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