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... my upcoming trek through the eyes of a story teller. I am taken back to school days and I think that I would possibly have appreciated and enjoyed school more had I attended as a 50 year old. Setting myself little writing tasks has been unexpectedly fun. No doubt there will be a lot to relay as I make my way across 800 kms of Spanish landscapes. Hopefully it will be interesting enough to read, and once I am walking I will include photos as well. As my day of ...
... Lisles house in Sydney for a big roast chicken dinner. Little will played us some of his piano pieces including harry potter now stuck on repeat in my head. Then we got Pete talking about his major passion, mountaineering. He wouldn't stop and even ended the evening on making the foundation plans of doing a trek in Nepal with Pete as our tour guide in a year or twos ...
... Below this sign another sign announced that Charles Darwin had stayed there in 1836 almost 200 years ago. Since the hotel office would not open till 10:00 am, we waited at a local coffee shop where a 2" diameter spider slowly made his way across the ceiling. The locals were accepting of this fellow so as he spun his web above, the clients ate harmoniously below. We returned again to the hotel and finally met the manager who accepted our payment for the night's ...
... point) and saw an Echinada rummaging for food. I had to ask someone what it was as I have
never seen one before – it’s a bit like a large hedgehog – I’ve included a
photo. He was very placid and ignored us
watching him. So he was added to my list
of wild animals I have now seen!
Although I have seen loads of pelicans, watching them at Newhaven was
very funny. They wait around the marina ramp
area where the boats ...
... everything was hurting and Liv had big bruises under her feet), we finally made it back to the train station and had to wait an hour. We fell asleep and noone noticed when the train was standing in front of us. Just in the last minute the French guy woke up and was screaming we have to hurry. We laughed so much. And the whole train was laughing about us. Dööödöööm. On the way back I was just sleeping, sleeping, sleeping.