Today as I meandered throughout the ship shop I found they were selling full length mirrors. There are no full length mirrors on the ship. For the past four months I have only known what my shoulders up look like.
There is no Wal Mart in Liberia. The supplies we receive are shipped to us in large containers. Who knows the next time we will receive a shipment of full length mirrors. This was quite possibly my only chance to know if my clothes match after I get dressed, for the next eight months.
After searching for my bunk mate, Michelle, to get a consult, my impulsive nature kicked in and I bought the mirror. It's nice to be able to match my clothes again.