Warm. Almost 20 degrees C. That’s very warm for some one who has been in winter from November last year until one week ago. One also gets used to sleeping on a wooden board. In spite of the continuous buzzing of mosquitoes the night was decent. Again I lost my mosquito net. Sometimes I don’t wear that in front of my eyes. At places where are less mosquitoes I put it upward, on the top of my cap. Then when you are working hard uphill, watching the dog, the route, where to put your feet on those big boulder paths, then one doesn’t notice that the net is blown away or got stuck into a branch or bush. As long as I moved it was o.k., also owing to the anti bug oil, but don’t dare to stand still. For example to drink from a creek, or to unwrap Tosca’s paw from the leish. They attack you with complete armies. I never knew something could like me that much. Well, sounds nice, but doesn’t help me much,