Day 128: I love water.

In Congo plastic bags are used instead of water bottles, they cost 100 francs (less than 10 cents) and are much less destructive than the single use water bottles we in the west are addicted to using.

My friend Celeste was walking ahead of me. Because I stopped to buy us water.

It was well over 30 degrees (I’m Canadian) in the hot Congo soleil.

I called out to him.

Celeste!

When he turned, I tossed the bag of cold water high toward him.

He put his hands up to catch it.

And SPLASH!

A direct head shot with a water balloon.

The crowd of commuters around us were no doubt thinking,

This sadistic fuck just threw clean water at his friend

Wish I had that kind of money“.

But, It’s not summer unless I throw a water balloon.

Ask anybody.