I am a hot bath freak not until the emergence of
dry season where I feel hot from within and all I yearn for is having
chilled water running down from my head to toe.
The routine of switching on the heater some minutes
before bath time slowly fades away………I look forward to the coldness of
the water from the shower running down my body..Some days I spend
minutes that linger to hours under the shower.
Some other days, I begin to reminisce; from my wishes, to my
achievements, to making decisions, to the activities of my day still
under the shower. Sometimes I wander away to the world of thoughts and
imaginations and most times I am brought back by my mother’s
voice yelling at me for staying in the bathroom for so long and wasting
water. During this hot weather that I am not a fan of I have learnt to appreciate every situation especially the ones I cannot change
rather than complaining ;like the weather. My cold baths have become a part of my day that I look forward to until this very beautiful morning when
I rushed to the bathroom, ran the shower, and hopped into the tub
only to rush out because my once cold shower had become too cold for comfort, and this was for no other reason
than the grand and rather unannounced entry of Harmattan.
During the harmattan, one feels the cold dry and
dusty wind mostly over the West African subcontinents usually between
the end of November and Middle March. The Harmattan can be a very
interesting season but it also has adverse effects.
The dusty air can make vision blurry. The Harmattan haze is when the
dusty air blocks the sun. The weaker the haze, the clearer the sky. This
harmattan haze can prevent flights because the Pilot’s vision will be
limited. The trunk of trees can also be broken
by the dry air.
In my next post, I will be sharing Safety tips for Harmattan…….Happy Harmattan.
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