San Fermin Festival, Pamplona, 2006 I hadn’t planned to start out this way. Still quite substantially wrecked from the previous 2 nights inebriations and sleep deprivation, I boarded the coach in London for the 22 hour journey to Pamplona with a blank mind in more than one sense. However, it seemed the same for many others also so it was more a case of letting the intoxications continue rather than commence. For the next 8 days we, collectively to be known as Bus 4 (it’s a coach not a bus!), are to reach, push and ultimately break the limitations of our
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Africa
I suppose I'm the Mid-Twenties Crisis Traveller. Just had enough of what was going on here and decided to see what else there was to life. Stay tuned.
Stripped of your ordinary surroundings, your friends, your daily routines, your refrigerator full of your food, your closet full of your clothes - with all this taken away, you are forced into direct experience. Such direct experience inevitably makes you aware of who it is that is having the experience. That's not always comfortable, but it is always invigorating.
-- Michael Crichton's book, "Travels" 
