Ezekial found me some honey. After 5 months of searching for the gooey goodness, I finally have it. Now the hard part begins, keeping it away from prying eyes. As Colin told me before he left, honey is somewhat of a delicacy here. And keeping it for myself to help with the dry season allergies while not seeming cold and selfish is going to be a politcal dance.
Next week should bring with it a surprise for all of you regular readers, so be vigilant.
And all is well. I am keeping myself busy with random work and am picking up on little tidbits of Togolese cuisine here and there. God hasn't turned on the fan yet despite my little prayer every night before bed. And judging by the increasing size of my sweatstains, the heat is here to stay and it's only getting started.
Lastly, I am everso close to nailing down this international penpal deal with some Omaha high schools. Hopefully it all works out.
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