Umerkot to Jamshoro

In the morning, Hosh Mohammed sahib dropped by and I had some breakfast. Every morning these kids bring me tea from their homes and replenish the water in the little out house/bath house for me. Sand is always blowing around in the wind so I get filthy pretty fast. Bathing over and over is pretty common. Hosh Mohammed was so kind, that he had taken my filthy clothes and had them washed and returned them in the morning.I can’t thank all the people I have met in Umerkot enough for their kindness. Though I did not have the information I needed, they tried their best to help me, and I am thankful to Fatah sahib for connecting me to them. From a work standpoint, this leg of the trip really messed me up, so spent most of the previous night awake trying to get my focus back. It has been a grueling trip. I have been very fortunate to have good people trying to help, but there is, as expected, so much that I must do for myself, and in regards to my work, coming to Umerkot was a foolish decision. I really felt like I needed to track down these puppeteers if there was a chance, but communication with my friend was impossible, and so was finding these mysterious puppeteers. I ran out of time and energy that is really needed for creating the project. Now I needed to regroup and pick myself up.Hosh Mohammed head to work. I got ready then called to see if the mandir visit was still on. There had been a death in the family, so that was off. I grabbed my bags, and walked through the dust storm, about a mile to the intersection, just like everyone else there does several times a day to go to work or school. I rode a qinqi to the bus to head back to Jamshoro.Along the way, my camera got picked from my pocket, and I lost all my photos of the previous week. I really need to get my stuff together, because it is really hard to keep a project going like this. Hoping for some willpower and the always welcome support of friends.I returned to the hostel and my friend Hisam encouraged me to go wash up and have some food. A good friend can certainly help cheer you up. I spent the afternoon writing, looking at family and friends on facebook to escape for a while and just resting.