



My former students from the other campus invited me on a hike up Monte Verde. We left around 6AM and got home around 8PM. When I went to go to sleep I think my leg muscles had been replaced by something closer to jello. In typical CV fashion, they opted to hike up the mountain (2-3 hours) carrying a grill. The length that people go here for some hot food is admirable if not a little crazy. Needless to say we got to the top and realized no one had matches. Ooops. Good thing the troops have a little base up there and invited us in to use their kitchen...
I love the randomness of Cape Verde.
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