Day 15- Africa Turns into Britain

    It started raining last night at about 2 A.M., this is normal to have a massive thunderstorm in the middle of the night, I have become quite accustomed to them. This was not your average thunderstorm, it blew and there was lightning but when it passed, it kept raining, and raining, and raining, and raining. 

    When I finally got out of my tent, after hitting the snooze button on my phone for over 45 minutes, it was still raining and it felt like Britain outside, like the clouds were right above your head and there was even a chill in the air. I was hoping that I had not dreamed my way to Britain, Malarone (my malaria medication) has been known to give some awesome dreams. Alas, I was still in Uganda, on the Hairy Lemon, it was just cold and rainy. I would suffice to say, dreary. It was hard to motivate to move so I hunkered down in a corner and finished Gone Girl, what an amazing book, if you haven’t read it, go get it and read it. Seriously. 

    Post lunch, it had cleared up and the sun was shining finally, and Nile Special had finally dropped in. I geared up for another afternoon on the water. I wasn’t sure what I was going to work on but I knew I would have fun doing it. 

    The line was pretty short at the beginning of the session, but then the Spanish Invasion happened and all of my motivation to try new moves flew out the window. All in all, I am unsure if the session was useful or not but it beats going to work any day! I start my course with Sweetwater Coaching on Saturday and then it’s full speed ahead until I fly home. Time to batten down the hatches and learn some new moves.