So many entertaining things happen in my life in Swaziland. These are the moments I will want to remember because they make me laugh, and they show insight into my daily routine. These moments are often hard to photograph and usually last only a minute or two. I will start sharing them with you in this occasional series. 
I first saw people wearing winter coats in the summer on a beautiful day in Nairobi. It was 70-some degrees and I was wearing a t-shirt. Yet the Kenyans around me were all wearing winter coats. I asked one of them about it, and the response was that it was cold out. I accepted this for what it was and moved on with my life. 

During PST when I first arrived in Swaziland, I never knew the actual temperature so I can’t say how cold it was when I wore my puffy and winter hat to bed. There was frost in the morning, so I feel like my actions were justifiable. 

Since then, though, it has been summertime. 

I will grudgingly admit to wearing my puffy on Christmas when it was a chilly 68 degrees. I haven’t stooped so slow since then, but the Swazis definitely have. 

On a rainy day last week, the parkas and fur coats were out again, protecting the Swazis from a chilly, summer day.