Monday 12 November 2007 photo 1/1
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On the first part of the journey I wass lookin´at all the life. Therewere plants and birds and rocks and things, there were sand and hills and rings. The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz and the sky with no clouds. The heat was so hot and the ground was dry, but the air was full of sound. I´ve been through the desert on a horse with no name. It feltgood to be out of the rain, in the desert you can remember your name, cause there ain´t no one for to give you pain.
Annons