Jonah falls quiet for a while. Dad?
Yes, mate? I know I got myself here, and I’m really proud of myself for hitchhiking and everything, but I wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t told me about it, and encouraged me to give hitching a go. Thanks dad. You’re very welcome, mate. I’m so glad you’re here…
I hear something move a few metres away. A crackle of shifting twigs. It’s closer now, just on the other side of the tree. I whirl around the trunk, spear ready…
…There was a woman on my mind. Of course there was. She’d given me an ultimatum; give me what I want, or leave me alone. I loved her. I wanted to make her love me too, but I seemed to be unable to reach her. I sat on the muddy ground under the lush forest…
…I log into the Facebook event page. Top of the wall I see a message from the organiser: don’t come to the party! “The police have come and thrown everyone out of the forest. I have been hit with a big fine. I spent last night in jail. Sorry everyone, party’s off…” I rock up…
As a small thank you to Ouma and her family for their gracious hospitality in Fez, we make them a big feed of pasta and cucumber salad. It goes down well, especially with the kids, and we are very flattered by the praise of the aunties. One Eid Al Adha I’ll never forget. …
…Ouma insists I taste the brain, and the eyes, so I take a deep breath and… it’s delicious. Seems like anything Ouma’s mum cooks is good. Now I’ve eaten brain I feel like a real adventurer. Or maybe a zombie… Ouma invites us to spend Eid Al Adha with her family in Fez. We are…
On the road north of Abbeville, Arnould picks us up, and decides to show us Mers-Les-Baines.The beach front is a short stretch of sand, in front of a massively steep shore of smooth, glassy stones. They are uncomfortable to walk on, but heated by the sun, excellent to lie on. No sand in your…