A month of exploding volcanoes, jumping into abysses, planes kept in the air by rubber bands, and exploring hidden tunnels into pyramids, and by far the scariest part is Immigration at Houston. We’re back in front of all of the facilities and tools we’ve not had for four weeks, and I’m struck by how beige […]
Need metal. Anyone got any structural-ish bits of metal lying about cluttering up their place? Old bed-frames lying around at the end of the month in your apartment complex? Cars? In a week’s time, I’ll be back and needing metal. Big enough to make a light car chassis with. All help much appreciated. Thanks.
From the other side of the fence, yet I assure you that the grass couldn´t be greener on this one, I imagine what it is to be clean and dry. Maybe the next town will have running water, and electricity. At the same time. Imagine. There are two bridges confirmed out between here and Finca
