Sandstorm in Matam

After a scintillating day of no electricity, and avoiding the heat by remaining as still as possible, we went to the office after the miracles of the world turned the power back on, and A/C and internet once again graced out presence.

Andrea used the computer first, and then I did. As I was typing another masterpiece of an email, I heard Andrea call my name to come outside and see something. I thought it was another goat, but after a few seconds, she called me back saying it was...a sandstorm! Woo, hello mother nature. Below is Andrea's rather verbose (je rigole, je rigole) account.

A sandstorm passed through Matam yesterday evening, followed by the season's first, and much welcomed, rain shower.

The storm was less aggressive than I thought it would be, it was more like a slow enveloping as opposed to a violent pushing. I could see the sand rising up in the air in the distance. Within minutes the sky and all around us turned from clear, to orange, to red, to pitch black.