Freya is fine. She sent me an sms when she arrived and I imagine she's enjoying catching up with friends and seeing the sights before heading off to Barcelona next week. She's a very capable young woman. The year before last she spent part of her gap year working for an NGO in Banda Aceh province in Indonesia, teaching school kids in Bahasi Indonesian personal hygiene. No doubt, in time I'll be a recipient of a group-email-as-postcard telling me of her travels. But right now, she's probably too busy having a good time.
Yes, as you know we've heard about the heatwave in the UK and yes, the message I've been hearing is that you're not set up to deal with extreme temperatures.
Summer days where I used to live in central Victoria regularly climbed above 40 deg C. I have to admit, I'm not a big fan of hot weather.
“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
- Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Learn this from the waters:
in mountain clefts and chasms,
loud gush the streamlets,
but great rivers flow silently.
- Sutta Nipata 3.725Compassionate Hands Foundation
(Buddhist aid in Myanmar) • Buddhist Global Relief