The forest didn't seem as tall, thick, and close as it did on my first visit. Sitting around the table at the mission with Father Homeric, friends, a nurse, and people from the World Bank didn't seem as exotic as the first time.
This time I decided to believe Father Homeric and use my flashlight. As the crait slithered off the path in front of me, I was ready to believe that over 200 people had been bitten by cobras and craits this year and had been treated by electric shock.
As I sat on the mud porch talking to Mohir and Mabel as dinner was being cooked, I understood much more of the conversation than my first time. I knew why I had to be at the mission before dark, and what the thud was that I heard after the dozens of Bangladeshi Air Force planes flew by.
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Hi Bekah,
Glad you don't make contact with that snake! What was the thud after the Air Force planes flew by?
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