“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

Day 51 – 24th June 2009 – Wednesday, Still in Fuseta.

Ant has strung his entire wardrobe up around the van for an airing this morning and finally found the culprit for the hideous prawn smell in the van – so we have washed his jumper too.
I went to the post office this morning to collect the new part, which should mean we can get going again tomorrow once it’s fitted, (Provided Ant doesn’t pass out on the cat crap fumes when he’s lying underneath the van… I don’t envy him at all).

1 comment:

  1. I'm off down the pub to try and catch up with you