“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

Saturday, 16 February 2013

last day before the off....

....and I started it by forgetting to take my anti-malaria tablet! - thankfully it won't make too much difference as we don't arrive until Monday afternoon.
Product DetailsI have watered every plant in the house and written out instructions for their care as requested by Ant (or should I say the "Butcher-of-Bolney" as he was known after he killed an entire greenhouse full of my plants a couple of years ago). I have spent decades balancing avocado stones, spiked with toothpicks, on glasses full of tepid water determined to get one to germinate, and right now I am in the eighth month of caring for seven avocado stones, two of which have actually split and one has even produced roots! I am quite disappointed that the one time there actually seems to be a chance of successfully seeing an avocado seedling emerge, I could very well miss it. :-(

1 comment:

  1. I just re-read this and am slightly concerned that not only have I spent 8 months nurturing the part of a fruit most people throw away, but I publicly admitted it to the world! perhaps it's not just my rucksack that's missing something!