Almost 1 inch of 90-year old rust pierced deep into the sole of my foot. Right through my sneakers. Yes...I was wearing sneakers. Dumb-ass. But our Africa trip is already paying dividends. Less than a month ago, I had to get my battery of shots for the trip, tetanus being one of those shots. Still, it went deep and I heard a squeal pop from my throat like I haven't heard since I was 5.
Anyway, onward and forward. Today we finished clearing out the top two floors. Some shots of Graydon's room before and after:
Before |
After |
Pray for me...and my sole.
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