Dust is a rampant rival in Africa. It leaves furniture, floors, and windows moss-grown in a taupe moving picture. Nothing escapes its incursion (except Zip-Lock loads). The scrub and dusting are never-ending chores. It does not give somebody a lift too longstanding to acquire a blue-chip teaching - immaculate the windows preliminary.
Cleaning the windows ne'er decussate my knowledge when I prime arrived in Africa. I would mop and particulate matter and go on beside life, but after one of those African level rain storms, I settled the windows severely required to be clean. I dusted the house, mopped the floors, and last but not least water-washed the windows. To my astonishment more than floaty came through than of all time earlier and I saw dirt and particulate matter I had not seen!