{"id":1023,"date":"2008-06-14T23:59:19","date_gmt":"2008-06-14T21:59:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.onmytodd.org\/?p=1023"},"modified":"2013-11-26T22:53:35","modified_gmt":"2013-11-26T21:53:35","slug":"some-tree-at-the-beach-some-village-in-the-jungle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/onmytodd.org\/?p=1023","title":{"rendered":"Some Tree at the Beach – Some Village in the Jungle"},"content":{"rendered":"

During the night a storm raged over the coast. I had to close the rain fly completely around the hammock to stay dry.
\nNeedless to say that I didn’t sleep too well and was awake early.<\/p>\n

Fishermen were already out in the waves in their dug-out canoe.<\/p>\n

I had a quick swim in the sea and continued my ride, but the bad dietary situation and the condition the track was in didn’t really help my swift advance.<\/p>\n

At some point the road climbed steeply up a hill. The red clayish soil was wet and sticky. That, and deep lane groves made cycling almost impossible. Additionally, my metabolism was close to giving up and I felt lousy. I had run out of potable water earlier today, so I stopped to boil some water from a river. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get the stove to burn properly under the watchful eyes of some passers-by.<\/p>\n

I gave up with the stove and pushed the bike again. Left and right of the track there was either ocean, thick forest, steep cliffs, or a combination of the latter two. There were no options for a quiet retreat.<\/p>\n

Eventually I was ‘adopted’ by a guy carrying a piece of wood. He threw it away and helped me move one. We reached the next village and he showed me to a shop where they also rented out rooms for the night. I received a tasty dinner (rice and fish) and went to bed.<\/p>\n