The torrid Benin is making way for the twin rainy.
The sand dunes are passing the baton to her friends puddles. Poor women to call them puddles, they are offended, better net pools, ponds, lakes.
These are installed for a few days and fun becomes through with the scooter.
Skygo, just like flying, my half: China's latest model, 4 speed, no clutch, battery tarot latest generation of China, just 150 km and left me, the engine seems to have a cold, brakes screaming at the thought of touching , the lights are too tired to light over the wheel and fender.
Outside the tinkle of the rain from the roof is imposed on rivers that are on track to create earthy.
I left everything open, the cool air is welcome but it'll have to wait until three in the morning.
is a bit 'so, my roommate, the heat is tough and aggressive, difficult to leave the house. We always discuss but it is a hard head.
already see the first changes: the fan off, the T-shirt instead of the tank, the sheets to cover the legs to the bottom at dawn.
But now I'm wrong, I was deluded, that time has not yet come, I'm still sweating.
Attack on minimum fan, I take off my shirt. Indeed
is still hot, but nice a tune comes from the window.
And then thoughts, but because the Benin I wonder, but as I have chosen?
I believe that almost all the expatriates here have not chosen, but he has been called, at least for the first time. Some
Voudou ritual, some strange spell and poof ... there you are!
But this country? How do you explain it? After a month
beginning to understand something, after two think you understand quite a bit 'after three you make sure to not understand anything.
Tap start the presentation: Nico pleasure, good night
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