“The sun was relentless and eternal: There was neither wisp of cloud nor whiff of breeze for relief. Each minute of walking in that arid heat felt like an hour.” (52)
Salva's shoes hadn't lasted through the desert because of the rough terrain. He had to kick them off and continue barefoot.
"Ugh...my shoes are completely destroyed. They aren't even worth keeping on."
Salva had hit his bare toe on a rock and his toenail had come off.
"Owww! My toe!"
The desert was very hot and humid and the group had limited water. There was barely enough for everybody.
“Uncle cautioned him to make the water in his gourd last as long as possible. It was the hardest thing Salva had ever done, taking only tiny sips when his body cried out for huge gulps of thirst-quenching, life-giving water.” (53)
Salva had very little water left in his gourd, and was parched from the hot and arid conditions of the desert.
"Uncle, I'm so thirsy!"
"I know Salva. I'm sorry. We'll be out of the desert soon."