Pina coladas and...

Several of us were sitting around the office last night when all of a sudden we heard what sounded like someone opening up a bag of cats on our hot tin roof. We all looked at eachother and barreled outside. Sure enough, we were getting rained on.

To fill you in, Djibouti gets about a 5 inches of rain per year and this ain't the rainy season. In fact, the country has been in a drought for some time.

Without hesitation, Omar and I ran out to stand in the downpour. The rain only lasted a few minutes, but was enough to make puddles and mud all over camp. The smell of dirt permiated the air.

I'm glad I won't be here when the real rainy season comes. I mean rain more than once in a year, who would want to deal with that?

Gettin' caught in the rain,

Marty