hmmm

In Brazilian airports, they sell tropical fruit and forest product everything. In Johannesburg...they sell safari attire. Interesting. I suppose this should not surprise me. I would write more, but my laptop battery is about to die. My mother reminded me that I had heat stroke the last time I was in Africa...when I was one. I told her I did not remember, and therefore was probably lacking the appropriate amount of fear. Nonetheless, I hope to avoid a repeat.