“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
Sunday, 4 October 2009
Day 146 – 27th September, Sunday.
Ant hoovered out the front of the van and I decided to wash the seat cushion cover and the two front curtains; but instead only managed to rip them all the way down one side, break the washing machine and cover Cathy’s kitchen floor in water! Not good. In the evening we caught a coach to The’ Moon over the Water’ for a hot buffet meal followed by line dancing and entertainment from singer ‘Mr. Rodeo’. We were also bowled over when Tony (pictured) and Angie turned up, (good friends of Ants who moved out here a couple of years ago).