Wednesday, November 18, 2009

I never said I like camping

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I can stay in the filthiest hostel in Europe, I can stay in a piece of wood with  pigs underneath,  I can sleep under the sky... I don't know.
But I don't like camping. I don't like the tent.
But I will do it. Again and again. Until Christmas.

Ooook the boss is calling, oh jesus, no time for my writing.
I said goodbye to the driver.
We are leaving to the far West with a new driver.
I resist
the rain is flooding with big storms, and now no more super hot sun anymore. we'll see, i don't have the time to check the weather forecast, uaaaaa i barely have the time to check if i have spots on my face.
my body i don't know it's changing.
i just have to sample the bushmen.
can you spit a little bit more in the tube?

see you in a few days, again.
love,

k
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1 comment:

  1. angieNovember 18, 2009 at 11:21 PM

    I had been camping for ten years on my holiday...but the South of Italy is not the Botswana even 36 years ago...but this is another story. Are you changing into an animal perhaps?

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