Six blokes, none with even the slightest experience of even having lived under a thatched roof are camping this weekend. The sprawling endlessness of our myriad and indomitable universe with its canopy of a gazillion twinkling stars will tranquilise us to our dreams. We basically will be lying flat on our backs on hard ground, shivering in the cold, looking up into the blank darkness and having a hard time to sleep. I was only showing off that I know words too. Anyway, it should be fun!
We have hired a van so that all the guys with all our worldly possessions - 2 litres of Jack Daniels, can leave all in one piece. We are also very confident of reaching the national park in one piece. We have two and half drivers - two with no experience of driving a van and the half who has just failed his driving test.
Given our credentials with directions and our testosterone levels that prevent us from asking for directions, there is a good chance that we may spend the rest of our lives as Georges in the jungle. But evil has always prevailed in this world and how can all the evil in the world be lost in a forest. So we are bound to be back to spread our gospel!
