Daily Grind

Damn, I wish I were naked right now

Welcome to the hot season in Cotonou. If you’ve never had the joy of living through la chaleur in West Africa, please don’t tell me how bad Mississippi, Georgia, Alabama, and Florida are. In fact, you already know where you can shove your hot humid American summers. I’ve lived through Southern summers (thank you Crossmen!). You ain’t got nothin’ on the hot season here.

Up North, you face scorching sunshine and temperatures upwards of 105F. In the South, temps stay in the 90 – 100 range. What makes it so bloody unlivable in Cotonou? The unrelenting humidity.* How do I cope? Lots of talcum powder, showers 3-4 times a day, and no clothes. Wait … what!? Naked Theresa? OH MY GOD MY EYES!!!! Just kidding! West African women wear 2m x 1m wraps as skirts and head wear, and while bumming around the house, it actually covers far more than a towel would. And it is, of course, far more comfortable.

Unfortunately, Bertrand spent the afternoon training clients in our living room, which precluded both showers and getting naked.

I made up for it with a delicious taco salad.

Taco Salad

Lettuce, black beans, pico de gallo, avocado, cheddar cheese, and a dollop of sour cream. I KNOW I AM ON A DIET SHUT UP I LIKE SOUR CREAM.

I’m trying to decide whether to continue exercising in the heat by walking around my neighborhood every day, or to just give up the ghost and get to work at 6:00 every day to use the machines in the embassy gym. I’ve been avoiding the gym at work because 1) I am a shy ass motherfucker when it comes to fitness and 2) UGH, who wants to show up for work at 6:00 every day?


* Although I actually love this weather, I will be whining about the heat until oh, say, mid-April or May. I am a NEGATIVE NANCY and I DON’T CARE.


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