Bleeding toes and twisted ankles--the ingredients for a jolly good weekend.

July 17th, 2015, 11am

Take five hours of driving into the unknown; add sleeping in an over-heated wardrobe under the roof; as well as mosquitos, a crazy host, and early birds waking you up; further more a boring one hour ride into a pretty dry forest; a good amount of sunburn; lots of sweat; rented, stinky, and used climbing shoes in a much smaller size than yours, thus: broken toes (almost); the conclusion that totally unskilled clinging to a 1,5 m tall rock feels rather absurd for a not 13 but 31 year old; the conclusion that not being able to climb a 1,5 m tall rock feels pretty humiliating; giving up on day two; riding to the hospital because a friend stretched her ankle after falling 30 cm; secretly being happy about the distraction; a good amount of sitting in a waiting room with hordes of flu people; and let it stir for six hours on your ride home.

What a great weekend12!

  1. The bread and the cheese were true miracles. 

  2. Thanks for taking me with you, friends! 

Peter, Samuel, Christine, Paul and 3 others said thanks.

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Boris Pink

Finished a comic containing anecdotes from a train, bus, and bicycle ride from Asia to Germany. Unfortunately, it only contains 1 1/2 months instead of 12. @pinkboris

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