The thermometer says 33 degrees today. Up here, we don’t even bother saying ‘minus’. I had some foresight last night, heading to bed with three layers on.
I check out the decorated doors in the hospital. Many have chosen Christmas songs this year. I’ve never even heard of “Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer”.
I opt out of skiing in today. It’s just too cold to expose skin. Instead, I watch “Ghosts of Cité Soleil”, a documentary on gangs in one of the most violent areas in Port au Prince. It gives me a bit more insight into the recent political history of Haiti.
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