“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

Thursday, 2 July 2009

Day 54 – 27th June – Saturday, Pinos Genil. Spain.

After a fantastic nights sleep we didn’t surface till gone 11am and have spent the day carving, playing guitar and taking photos. The place is so quiet and remote it’s perfect. The temperature sores during the day but thankfully cools at night. We were visited last night by a dog/jackal/wild boar/bear shaped mammal (according to Ant!) so must remember to remove the rubbish bags tonight.
Ant hasn’t lost his fears of bugs yet though…. Lol… yesterday one landed on him whilst he was carving and as he tried to ‘casually flick it off’, as he put it, he managed to hurl his penknife straight past my face and into Bees side! Of course we looked through the book and discovered it must have been a flesh-eating, blood-sucking, poisonous bug of the rarest kind since it did not feature anywhere.

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