The autumns and winters in the DR are very different from what I am used to in Kansas, as to be expected.
When I think of the end of a semester in Kansas I usually think of trekking through the streets littered with the slushy mess of snow, loving wearing sweaters and scarfs for a hot second then hating the hassle of extra garments, drinking warm beverages to make me not so cold but then only successfully doing so in my mouth and palms for again a hot second, and lastly sitting around in darkness at 5pm because it once again the darkening sky crept up on me.
In the DR most of these things do not occur. Though the weather does turn, it only does so to average out at 70 degrees Fahrenheit with rainy mornings and afternoons. Now that we do not own a particular
car that leaks/pours in water when it rains, this slight change in weather is actually very comforting. I can wear a scarf or sweater and actually keep it on until about 11am without sweating underneath. I can drink a warm or beverage and feel as though my body temperature is maintained. And while the sun still rises a little later and sets a little earlier, the power is often out at random times anyway so navigating darkness isn't unknown. The change of season is rather very subtle.
Sounds great, doesn't it? There are however a few trade-offs. The cooler weather and rainy air brings in the mosquitos, and for whatever reason they adore my ankles. Sometimes I resort to covering every inch of exposed skin in order to evade their silent attacks. These little buggers are nasty. They haunt me it seems. This annoyance is very similar to the conundrums of wet shoes or cold digits-- I can escape them! So while the seasons are different in this part of the world, my winter woes still seem to exist in one form or another. Except this time I can get Dengue I don't take proper precautions.
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| The morning haze on my walk to work |