After many years in Washington, D.C., the BA summer is a pleasure. It is much less humid, the sky is deep blue instead of a washed-out grayish blue, and there are no workaholic zebra mosquitoes with twenty-four hour schedules.
The local San Isidro mosquitoes have short work shifts: they punch in at nine p.m., and punch out at nine a.m. Nothing in between, except when the Northeast wind brings those fat, overzealous delta mosquitoes.
Sara