“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
Friday, 15 May 2009
Day 11 – 15th May 2009 – Friday – Somewhere on the marshes to Pons (via Cognac!)
This is what I am going to call a ‘dead-battery-day’; I woke totally shattered, we drove inland across miles and miles of farmland and fields of vines. Got to Pons (by mistake) and found the Camping Municipal, went to sleep, got up again, had some food, went to sleep again.