Last Sunday night, and we had just spent some time with the Canadians. Helen had been called down to the hospital to see a patient and I walked the Canadians back to their house. We were watching the lightning over the hills in the distance when a dust cloud hit, kicked up by the rains, and I had to run back to the hospital as the rain started soon after.
At the hospital, Helen was just finishing with a patient and I was trying to get a goat out of the ward. The rain was, by this stage, torrential and the lightning was close - with flashes every 3-4 seconds. To get to the house we had no choice but to run through about 200m of open ground up the hill.
We ran up the hill, through the rivers of water coming down the road, halfway up our shins, trying not to think of the snakes and scorpions, of the flashes of lightning, or that we were soaked to the bone
And when we arrived at the house, we had left the windows open to cool the house so the floor was soaking, and then the power lines were hit and the electricity went down.
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