I don’t know what the deal is but for serious my feet are taking a beating in this country. Along with many other parts of my body I know, but specifically my big-toenails … they are just getting creamed here! They both fell off shortly after the new year, but thankfully grew back to look only slightly weird as so: 
But they regardless, did in fact grow back, and with a little buffing and polish looked normal, hurrah! Then, flash-forward to mid-September when I return from Spain and both of my nails felt like they had a blister underneath them. As as sat bending and twisting on the floor of the Kolda house trying to find a good angle at which to inspect my toes (you wouldn’t think so but unless you’re freakishly flexible it’s quite difficult to find a sufficient or comfortable angle to see your toes), I realized that not only were there blisters under each nail, but also that they were quite wiggily! Ahh! So not what I need in my life. Long story short, Senegal won and off the big toe nails came again and are now growing back like this: 
Attractive, right? I’m impatiently waiting to see how they continue to grow/if they’ll smoothen out. In the world where I can actually attain a daily-look of non-sweaty decency, I’m a big advocate of toe-nail painting (all of them, not just the big ones), so I’m really hoping they aren’t so… well, gross after a few months. (Sidenote: as far as my right-big-toe is concerned, the nail absence is mildly interesting because freshmen year of highschool, post the homecoming dance, I was cleaning up with the other freshmen student council members and had a table dropped on my toe and had to get over two dozen stitches in my toe and I’ve never actually been able to see the scar until now. According to the doctor, there’s even a tiny chip off the tip of my toe bone that got knocked off that is floating around in my big toe WEIRD!)
Don’t worry, I’ll keep you all updated with some more super-yummy looking macro pictures of my feet. I know this is the real reason you read my blog anyway.
