I'm still here, barely.
It's hotter than the lowest level of Dante's hell.
We've been circling one of those layers, Sophie and I, each night since we've been here. I'm not going to sugarcoat anything but I'm not going to elaborate. If someone asked me whether I had a good night, this is what I'd say:
Last night was the night I became an atheist.
On the bright side, The Husband is flying in for relief, and the boys are ecstatically happy.
I have a mess of photos to post but the internet is down and a few of the keys on this computer are gone.
Talk to you soon.