Wednesday, May 18, 2005

crawling and falling

I heard rattling outside, looked out of the window and realised that palm fronds make a bit of a racket, as they stir around in the hot night breeze.

It is hot, very, and only May. I have the air conditioning on the ‘economy’ setting, which is quiet enough to let me sleep, but keeps the room cool. I’ve had the window open, remembering that fresh air is good for a cold; but then, might not a scorpion like the idea of my nice cool bedroom?

Padraig’s students – who are more advanced than mine – told him that last night, up the coast at a place called Zuwarah, the biggest minaret in Libya was blown down…