“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
Monday, 21 September 2009
Day 135 – 16th September, Wednesday, Rhodes.
Arrived and got off the boat about 9am and took the east coast road out of town, we spent the morning on a beach at Afantou (nudist beach!) catching up on some sleep.. then drove south passed Lindos and stopped at Pefki beach where Ant tried again to sleep and I went into town and ended up meeting a couple from Bristol and sinking a few cold ones. We spent the evening back in the same bar watching five different champions league games being shown on no less than eight TV screens simultaneously around the bar. With draught Amstel at €2 per ½ litre, Ant was beside himself. We struggled back down to the beach about half one in the morning where Bee was still waiting with our bed.