We left through rivers of sludge and returned home soaked through to the skin - but at least we had paula's tiny concrete house to go to and we could get our electric kettle to make our hot water bottles and thaw out. I wondered what it was like for those poor people to return to their mud shelters with puddles on the mud floor where the rain came in and no way of getting warm and dry until maybe the sun came out the next day. A very humbling experience and one I feel very priviliged to have been part of.