“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, 25 July 2009

Day 81 – 24th July – Friday

Went into town with Erik (Danish) for some supplies as we had been invited to join the English, German and Danish for a group BBQ in the evening.
Perry’s family used to be part of a travelling circus, as clowns, magicians and general entertainers. Perry’s son, Correo, has rigged up a tight rope on the lawn which I have become worryingly addicted to. So it’s only a matter of time before I will be writing about some injury or other.
We are so impressed with the kids here; Lukas from Denmark is only 11 and can speak at least 3 languages, the Belgian boys also speak 3 or 4! Puts us to shame it really does.
The BBQ was good fun, Correo entertained us with his impressive table magic and we followed it with a few drinks in the Apollo Lounge bar (which is a converted Airstream trailer inside a tent; pictured – very funky). Perry span some old records and Correo again amazed us with his juggling skills using glow in the dark sticks and spinners.

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