
I was excited about my first winter because I was tired of the heat. The Sahara's a bitch! So when the cold hit, I wasn't ready. The frigid, bone chilling, expletives inciting wind got my ass. One word can sum the freezing pain I felt that was worse than the worst heat of the desert- "Goddayum!" The cold realization of winter and what that meant for my toes, fingers, and B.A. (black ass) kicked in. Then I wanted to be back in Mauritania, with all the heat and fresh food. Not really, but it's nice to think about sometimes...
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