“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 144 – 25th September, Friday.

Since last night didn’t end until 3:15am this morning, we spent most of the day lazing around. Derek went to his wood carving club and I cleaned out Bee’s cupboards and the fridge before going out to an English restaurant with friends in the evening for a lovely meal and a sort-of early night.
The restaurant owner had a large collection of books for sale, so we perused the shelves and picked up five books to add to our growing collection, (Swapping on the way home should no longer be a problem).

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