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22nd January 2012
from a basement on the hill
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this is the place you'll end up when you lose the chase, where you're dragged against your will from a basement on the hill
my cold is slowly dissipating, but still hasn't gone completely. i don't think it helped matters that on friday i went to the small village of quilotoa which was cold, foggy and very, very wet. there's a big lake there which you're supposed the be able to see from the village, however it was obscured for most of the day by this mist. the clouds cleared the next morning and i tried to walk to the edge but only lasted about 10 minutes before my headache grew too uncomfortable. as i stopped for a rest it began spitting again, before that turned into hailstones which was followed by several hours of very heavy rainfall. it was somewhere in the middle of this bone-soaking weather that we discovered that there were no buses out of town, so i had to squat in the back of a wet camioneta on a long journey back to a warm bed. despite not really doing that much exercise i still feel like i've earned today's day of rest.

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22/01/2012
from a basement on the hill
my cold is slowly dissipating, but still hasn't gone completely. i don't think it helped matters that on friday i went to the small village of quilotoa which was cold, foggy and very, very wet. there's a big lake there which you're supposed the be able to see from the village, however it was obscured for most of the day by this mist. the clouds cleared the next morning and i tried to walk to the edge but only lasted about 10 minutes before my headache grew too uncomfortable. as i stopped for a rest it began spitting again, before that turned into hailstones which was followed by several hours of very heavy rainfall. it was somewhere in the middle of this bone-soaking weather that we discovered that there were no buses out of town, so i had to squat in the back of a wet camioneta on a long journey back to a warm bed. despite not really doing that much exercise i still feel like i've earned today's day of rest.

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