wet, wet, wet
Good thing I did not take a taxi or else I would have been swimming the rest of the way home. I rode a Sarao type jeep so it was more than equal to the knee-high waters. For some strange reason, the pictures above makes me want to go to the beach.
I am currently cranky and crabby from sleep-deprivation. I am going back and forth from the hospital to look after my mom who was confined. Good thing she's coming home tomorrow. I don't think I can take another turn on the narrow lumpy couch that passes for a bed.
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