The tents were pitched under the treetops near the lake shore. There were dry branches for a fire nearby, and a good descent into the water. Although the bottom, as I recalled, was clayey and muddy, the water was like a magnet for the weary travelers and turned out to be quite warm, something the girls immediately noticed as they approached.
"Victor, while the girls are cooking dinner, could you go to that village on the other side of the lake?" Lisa suggested. "Look for mosquito repellent in the store there. They're making life difficult here even during the day, and at night they'll eat us alive!"
I looked doubtfully at the distant village; I really didn't want to go there. But I knew I was embarrassing the girls with my presence, and they were embarrassed to change in front of me.
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