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il pleuvait...
18 July 2002
After this INCREDIABLE heat and humidity we have
been having, it rained last night, and finally enabled everyone
in camp to get a good night's sleep.
Ahhhhh..........
But the sun's back out now. I am hoping for one night to drop below
32 degrees and kill off all of the damn mosquitoes. And horse flies.
Then we'll really be able to breath easily.
I don't know what kind of bugs we have here but they're on steroids.
Last night I was in the canoe without my shoes off since I was the
push-off person, and I got stung by SOMEthing... by the time we
got back to the beach about 10 minutes later my toe was twice its
original size! I went to the nurse to get some ice immediately.
It was fine all night and all day but I just put some shoes on since
I have the rondes de nuit tonight and now it itches like hell! TODAY
something got me on the ankle and my foot is so swollen it feels
like I broke it. I iced all evening and can't wait to take my Benedryl
and go to bed!
Fortunately, my mom sent a package in the mail today that had 100%
DEET anti-moustique in it and I am covered in it. It is probably
eating away at my clothes and my skin but whatever, it seems to
keep the damned bugs away. Actually, one just landed on me but it
took off without biting! I sprayed the stuff all over my windbreaker
and I am not exaggerating at all when I say it feels like I sprayed
Gortex.
If it weren't for the bugs, camp would be actually pretty close
to a little slice of heaven.
Last night, with the sound of the rain quietly tapping on our roof,
my favorite Frenchman at camp, Aimeric, came to tell us the story
of "ze Little Elephant who vanted to have zomezing special".
Taken from a Rudyard Kipling story. I heard this story two years
ago and I love it, it's my favorite story (besides the Great Fish
of Lake Charlevoix). Aimeric comes to the cabin and says, "I
am gozing to tell ziz stor-y in my fun-ny frenz akzent, zo pleaze
don't laugh." Honestly, it would not be so good with out his
accent!
I had all my girls write him PTT (inter-camp mail) to say merci.
The sunset today was incredible, not so much in the sky, but the
colors that were produced on the lake and trees... everything was
pink and orange. The lake is so calm it is like a mirror reflecting
not only the landscape but the colors as well. Can you imagine a
lake in pink, orange and green?
This evening my cabin invited Tatiana (another young but very talented
mono) to come and play the violin. The half moon was so bright it
was like a halogen light shining through the screen, and a gentle
breeze caressed the cabin as Tati played traditional gaelic tunes.
It was enough to bring tears to my eyes as I layed there in the
dark listening. I am quite sure the girls loved it as much as I
did!
Well, I can't be any more sappy than I have already been so I'm
going to say bonne nuit et fait des beaux reves!
Anais and I are going to do the night rounds and stop by the kitchen
to make some maïs poppee.... popped corn!
A bientot!
Jenn (aka Aurélie)
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