After a troubled week of calls here and there called "I managed to get my bed in the guest area of \u200b\u200bthe park to do my research, a loft divided in half by a fake wall of the office of the park, here on my bed. To cheer my stay of two engineers burglar alarms, a ranger maniac, a modem terribly noisy and finally prostitichezza , a bathroom with a 1x3 window with views of fields, of course without curtain ...
Wake up at 5 for 3 days I went to compile ste infamous beasts with very little results, but finding rare animals and causing general euphoria (except for me sigh!).
is the portrait of the perfect moron: A six hundred
blue powder coated to 20 then crosses fields and streets in defiance tractors, rocks and pebbles. Inside, a sweet girl with a pencil between his teeth and eyes alienated struggles between maps, binoculars, range finder, GPS and sheets on which this report sightings and trying not to end up in ditches or under a tractor.
Aside from the billions of times I missed nothing in finding myself again and again, I was able to challenge my orientation nonsense and my self-control, especially after having understood that this wonderful tool called GPS (the serious one that has not even the machine but ...) could East and bringing home almost pointing roughly to km and that separated me from the base, without a cool way !!!!! I developed a hatred for the bold ctr indicating non-existent roads, to the private and impassable roads made and to the genius who invented the corn and consequently flooding the streets ... because you peasants did not think about it, but some poor girl finirci could irreparably in trying to chase at full speed a mammal, unidentified, could also bathe the engine, see your bonnet stand still steaming in the hood with nothing of the never-ending story in the air waiting for some sign of his destiny no longer be able to close it and then get up from a gas station to have it ... but this place is only a hypothesis, of course ...
three days were very strange and very intense, I think I'm fun to challenge myself, the need to do it alone, maybe we are cut off, maybe this life I really like it, yeah, yeah, I love it!
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