Marietta and Karen dropped us off at our new house in Botswana at around 11 am when the temps outside were pushing 100. It was snowing when we left America. :( As many of you are aware, the school is growing so fast that they needed every building on the property for classrooms and so we volunteered to move out of our beloved house and straight into a fixer upper that needs a ton of work. We stored all our things in one room in the fixer upper and left our old house to the school when we flew home on furlough knowing that we would be returning to a hot house in the middle of the hottest time of year. As hot as it was outside, inside was 15 degree's hotter. It felt like I was living in one of my solar ovens. Our tin roof was radiating heat and baking us alive as we unloaded all our bags, opened all the windows, and dug out our fans to try and get some circulation. I cannot really describe how oppressive the heat was during the first few days, but it was hot enough that with fans blowing hot air, it was preferable to sleep with no sheet covering us and just let the mosquitoes chew because that was better than dripping with sweat under a sheet and not feeling a breeze at all. The room Sarah and I chose for a bedroom turned out to be the hottest in the house with no outside windows so the room never really cooled off at night. It was only a couple of nights before we decided to claim what was the living room as our new bedroom so that we could get access to the cooler window breeze. That didn't sit well with Andrew who had the next hottest room and felt it was unfair, and that we should all move back to our old house and why did we move to this hot box without even asking him what he wanted. Aah the teen age years are just about here.