I'm going to have tales to tell...
I'm in Peru, in the middle of the desert, surrounded by huge sand dunes.there is too much for me to say, just as soon as I get a glimmer of an idea of which story I want to tell, something else more exciting happens.I bought a cool journal, my thoughts are being written down, later when I have the time I'll tell a proper story.now back to the question at hand...should I go try to ride a flimsy piece of wood down a huge sand dune?if I do will I break my neck?stay tuned...
