All last week I kept forgetting appointments and meetings.  I'm not kidding, I almost missed, or er... missed three.  Sigh...  I'm absolutely blaming this on tsuyu; the days of downpour, here in Okinawa.  It's not so much the rain that's causing brain death as the humidity.  It's like living in a sauna.

On the other hand I have found a new obession.  This involves constantly checking the water tank in the dehumidifier to see how much water has been sucked out of the air in my apartment.  

This is how much water (where I'm pointing) that collected in three hours, around 1.5 L.  I love this machine.  I hate mold, damp books and laundry that never dries. . .

On a positive tsuyu note, on Sunday I went for a drive with one of my church members.  We went along the southern end of Okinawa and stopped at a small beachside cafe, with wide wooden windows which opened out straight from the tables.

We sat at a window, (this is the view from my glass) looked out at the drizzle and later we walked along the beach.  The beach was mostly coral, which really looks like the bones of small animals, and as we walked we kept hearing a hollow tinkling sound.  We looked down to realize that the entire beach was covered in hermit crabs and it was the sound they made as they dragged their shell homes over the coral bones.  It was so pretty, delicate, and a perfect accompaniment to the sulky grey sky.

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